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!