She wasn't beautiful at all:
She was unhealthy, thin and small -
But there was something in her eyes
That made my flesh enhance and rise.

I took her once to magic trip
That started from her upper lip -
And as we plunged into the wave
She felt the loving that I gave.

Her breasts were not so high to climb -
Though we could feel no space, no time -
Just music played around my bed.
Soon she became so hot and wet.

I got inside, myself upon,
And moved so slowly, on and on -
She didn't moan and only sighed
Out begging me to stay inside.

It was so hard... hard to refrain...
I changed her road for her lane -
She felt no pain, and every kiss
Approximated to the bliss.

And when we both came to the edge
I felt it was enough to wedge.
So as I grabbed her mussy fur
My load erupted into her.

It wasn't love - just simple joy.
I used her body as a toy.
So, our trip came to the end -
A lovely night of no regret.