"The Cowboy Gardener"

Cowboys ride the range,
But I ride all the Women at night,
A Girls Guardian Angel
With an Eight 1/2 inch pike,
Dynamic in slow motion
And a rocket in overdrive,
Magic is my tongue
Or so they tell me,
Even the Lesbians want me to set them free,
Explosive Climaxes groaned with Seasonal Greetings,
Busty or flattish, Eight 1/2 inches has them bleating,
My futures bright
Because my tongue goes on all night,
Pleasuring ladies in Oral delights,
I'm Saucy and Uncensored
With climax’s to the full,
A  thigh  tingling  pussy  licking  Man  on  the  pull,
Your future seems brighter
with my head on your bellies,
And your legs shaking
Like birthday and Jellies,
I'll slip your panties gently too one side,
Ejaculating within your pride,
And when your done and dusted and topped up to the brim,
Satisfaction its always Guaranteed'
When your old man cant plant it in,
I'll give you fresh seed for your garden,
And make sure its planted deep,
And Baby if your tired,
I will let you go to sleep
February 2009