A young lady craving some healing,
Unbeknown of how to express her feelings,
Giving her body to those who did not nurture,
They pulled, thrusted and tugged simply releasing a fake mumor,
Little did she know,
She was breaking souls just like her own,
For legs should not be spread so easy,
That soft **** lubricant realised without meaningful pleasing,
What if this was all infatuated in her head,
Those men wanted her in their bed,
They wanted to Carress her cheeks,
See her admirable, ample curves in the morning not just the imprint on their sheets,