The challenge
Wow that's it keep your ankles high above your head, I didn't realise you were so flexible, until we got in bed
You're as bendy as Pretzel, your joints are made of rubber, I can turn you inside out, my stretchy, kinky lover
Positions are endless, you can bend and touch the floor, a million ways to take you, what man could ask for more
I can grab your ankles and then just spread you open wide or lay behind and raise a leg and fuck you on the side
I can tie you up or lash you down, put you in a leg vice or a clamp, you can last for ages, you never get a cramp
From doggy to reverse cowgirl, over a chair and sixty nine, nothings to much trouble, you make each position fine
You must of been a gymnast, you can even reach back and touch your toes, how am I going to break you, only heaven knows
THE KINKY POET