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ON THE SOFA
On the sofa she naked lay,
ebony glory on display.
She, lustful glancing, smiled his way
and drew her long legs out a-splay.
She welcomed his coming her way
and let his hands upon her play,
knowing they'd soon have it away,
which did extend his working day.
He gladly took the 'extras' pay
for his brightening of her day.
with champagne from a silver tray
to wash taste from their sex away.
ebony glory on display.
She, lustful glancing, smiled his way
and drew her long legs out a-splay.
She welcomed his coming her way
and let his hands upon her play,
knowing they'd soon have it away,
which did extend his working day.
He gladly took the 'extras' pay
for his brightening of her day.
with champagne from a silver tray
to wash taste from their sex away.
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