Cumalot

She was a wispy lass who liked to kiss
Then fold herself in half
To offer up her pelvic bliss
And first rate thighs and ass.
 
She'd use her feet to reach for the sky
As I was aiming Cupid's dart,
At which she could not help but gasp
When I launched it at her heart.
 
But at her cervix it would stop
Like a ram at her front door
Battering to be let in  
As she loudly cried for more!
 
And more in fact is what she got;
Enough to fill the holy grail
Now known as the expansion slot...
 
Where she receives her male!