He knelt to my thighs
Like he was about to propose.
He opened the case of his ring,
It was pink, really pink.
He wore the ring in me,
Licking all pain away.
All that was left, were pleasures.
Damn! It felt so good.
My left hand held the bed sheet tight
Almost ripping 'em off.
My right hand braced my forehead
While I vocally soloed.
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