by Peter Loaf
The guest requesting, service renowned
Straps on her torso, her swollen tits
Penis gag gargle, to bed post hitched
The probe withdrawing, tickle her tail
Butt first a beating, her pearly spheres
After a while, it’s apple red
Collar unclipping, turning around .
The girl delivered, soft knocking sound
A floor length wrapper
Helpless night capper
Waddle duck follow, sex tourist hound
Leg spreader buckled, all the best bits
Her asshole gripping
Afraid it’s slipping
A crop for riding, the service Ritz
Hands in their mittens, gonna get switched
The bellboy tipping
The sex slave dripping
His night of revels, the bitch bewitched
Harnessed and ready, how can he fail
Pussy lips swollen
Spreading her pollen
His hammer stiffend, the Holy Grail
Bent spread presented, blushing to ears
Whistle smack smarting
Only just starting
Her bottom burning, her scented tears
His cock is throbbing, his spinning head
Helpless and ready
Pussy lips spready
Sex tourist paying, he’s got the bread
His lap she’s sitting, her anus found
Well greased and open
Wide pussy gropin’
Nipple pinch bouncing, so tightly bound
