It was dark and I was scared
But you comforted me, so I felt prepared.
Nothing else to see, I was no longer me;
Rampant and ravenous, we got down to it.
Nervously lifting blouses whilst you undid my trousers,
Soft hands and gentle eyes, you asked me gently, to kiss your thighs.
Furtively, you blew my sails and I struggled on despite the gale
Until finally, ultimately, coming short.
Adrift at sea, poor abandoned me.
Exhausted and useless thinking that it's a shame your not toothless.
But I suppose fair's fair so I'd better lick your derriere