Continuum

His erections don't stop and that's a thing
That keeps him poles apart in her regard;
She likes the way he rebukes her to bring
Such shame upon her; she so likes the hard
Cock, there between his thighs; it will not rest
Until it's served a turn between her lips
And grown with her shamed blushes; it's the best
Enticement he could offer; for he sticks
It in her cunt quite roughly from the first,
Pacing himself to ensure he will last;
She lies back so excited; will she burst
With pride to be the flag wrapped round that mast?
It really doesn't matter.  She loves cock.
And, so, she really hopes he will not stop.