While I was sitting in His lap,
He drew a picture of me.
Tracing all with His mouth and finger,
which now and than lingered.
'Long straight legs' said He.
'Your butt round and curvy
and wonderful to slap!'
My light blue eyes the next step.
'Ever so special, He said.
'A mouth not to be kissed of yet
and ever so tasty not to forget.
My belly, perhaps not like a twenty year old,
so lovely to touch.’ Was what He told
I felt growing in happiness,
feverish within his love.
But His description of my cunt
was such a warm front.
It really made me laugh.