Happy Anniversary!

Garments were exuviated in haste
After whispering her inclinations to me.
Her eagerness to please was plain to see
And time, it seemed, she did not care to waste.

So into our matrimonial nest
We sped to make her desires come true
By stirring within me some humors anew;
The sort, she remarked, that she liked the best!

Then she stroked my column from plinth to cap
In ways which served her quite well in the past
And her shaft fondling skills soon had me blast
Love from my cock like an exploding frappe!

These were the humors about which she spoke...
Profusely spouting a risk she would choke!