OUT OF THE LEVIS

His manhood straightened to the size
That would let him between her thighs
But he still had his Levis on.
She smiled, said, “I’ll undo them, hon!”
 
Giggling, she pulled down the zipper
That constricted his big dipper,
Then she gave an almighty “Oh!”
When she found he’d gone commando.
 
The trouser legs came down faster
To unveil her lord and master.
Out of the Levis he then strode,
Near-ready to shed his seed's load.
 
Then, with her fingers as his guide,
She teasingly led him inside,
Rubbing it around her nether lips,
While his hands gripped her pleasing hips.
 
He revelled in his wet welcome
And thrust away till they would come,
Letting her body on his ride,
Till her great need was satisfied.