The Bar/The Dance

She wags her ass

In front of his nose

Like some bitch in heat



Until his wild eyes cloud

And his nostrils flair 



Until he lurches forward

In his crude doggy paddle

Humping straddle

Humping straddle

Only to be nippled in the flank

And left like a discarded bone

Under her sly retreat.

Categories: Selection: Early Years

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