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...
     stuck 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...
     looking for a clamp...
 
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!