The Second In Between

There is a second in-between pertness
And the start of the harsh cry that man emits;
And, at that point, excitement manifests
Itself, as does my hardness, when her tits
Are covered with the insolence released,
As I find that my fantasies and tastes
Must give way to indulgence, that’s not ceased
To be, surely, a mainstay; for it’s placed
A burden on the girl at my disposal:
A load that she can only help to shed,
By sobbing as she tempts me to arousal
And pleasing me by giving shaft and head
Of cock the chance to show that I am fecund:
That's why I love her pertness for that second.