A Pseudo-Sapphic for Lady Betty

I picture her sweating into her armor;  
a stainless steel chain mail bikini  
on a body that's a boner charmer...  
     most athletically!  
 
Her super power is to empower cock  
to have sceptered love on its fullest display  
and as hard as an Olympian block...  
     snuck up in her way...  
 
which she handles with a renaissance aplomb  
or like an amazon's full hilt battle sword  
whose grip is ready to go off like a bomb...  
     as a thick reward!  
 
Soon her superpower kicks into gear  
when she fondles that cock like Aladdin's lamp  
transmuting droop into a cervical spear...  
     eager for the tamp...  
 
and there it sheens betwixt her vigorous thighs;  
a vise to cram ludic munitions in place  
keeping ejaculate from swamping her eyes...  
     or painting her face!  
 
Her cavalier boots go up past her knees  
so that she might fellate upon asphalt or rocks  
or to facilitate an improv strip tease...  
     most unorthodox!  
 
Blythe, lithe, and svelte, she high octane undulates  
and all full blooded cocks helplessly obey  
her hard core oral ensorcellation traits...  
     milking balls gourmet!  
 
So bon vivant she is of men's emissions,  
that she has seen fit to jot literary  
the glory of her sexual commissions...  
     rather sanguinary!