I have always had 
A thing for long legs 
Everyone has a 
Fetish, I suppose 
I think of yours, 
And want to start 
Down at your toes 
Slowly sucking 
Them one by one, 
Moving up those legs 
From your ankle 
To your thighs, 
A slave to moan sighs 
Fishing, fishing, fishing 
Your baits of attention 
Bobbing, bobbing, bobbing 
With orgasmic intention 
On your lure of allure 
Ohbabyee, you are 
Such a fine catch, 


It is I who am hooked 
Helplessly in your net 
Reeling from your rod 
Splashing rivers of wet 
Drowning on desire 
To taste the salty tangy 
Fresh salmon of your sex 
But I scale down the heat 
And throw you back in 
Yet again and again 
Don't you know, cuz 
I like-it-slow n easy, 
Even though I'd much rather 
Eat you up in one fell swoop 
From your tail to your fin 
Grin, grin, grin, 
If I cater to the beast 
Camp-fired within, 
Ohbabyee, ohbabyee 
Let's savor this feast 
And be mates for life! 

©Soulstar2000 


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