Lordosis Behaviour

It was not a chance meeting, no;

It was hot—advanced greeting so

Unexpected and the room was

Unprotected. And a groom’s paws

Were all over me—over me!

Her tall lover, he drove ’er deep

In a lordosis position;

Sin explored poses fruition.

My back carried all of his weight—

My stack married all of his “straight”

Tendencies; across the way stared

Men at ease, lacrosse players paired

And waiting on a hot reprise.

Tanned, mating on a cot, now he’s

Got something to prove, and oh, how

What one thing so smooth can do—wow!