Big Tipper

Vicki,

the barmaid,

excites me

to no end,

she’s so big,

and round,

and firm,

and lusty,

when she moves,

you can almost hear

the sexual energy field,

crackling and popping,

as it rises and collapses

around her;

one time her hip

accidentally brushed against me,

as she took our order;

I almost had an accident

in my pants;

she’s the kind of woman

you could get lost in,

buried within her huge,

soft mounds,

and heavenly valleys;

yes,

she excites me to no end,

but then it wouldn’t be

the first time,

it is funny though,

the thoughts which go through your head,

when you’re lying in bed,

with a 102 degree fever,

and since I have nothing

she could possibly want;

I always leave

a big tip.

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