Putney - TEEN

At first sight what perfection

Angelic hues, she had her ways

Right then and there

He knew he had to have some

The answer to his lonely phase

He had thought he had found

Something so incredible

A woman to last him for infinity

Illusions of big delights

A grip on the habitual

Hard and rosy in his fantasy

But his tower splayed

No kitty kat to spade

A prototype to fade

Thick for happy days

The urge for her body was so strong now

Oh, how she could do best relief

A little lower, a little faster

Oh, hello dolly, oh lemme pat ya

Sticky assent to the crowning chief

He had thought he had found

Something so incredible

A woman to last him for infinity

Illusions of big delights

A grip on the habitual

Hard and rosy in his fantasy