Pak’s Pink T-back

Pak’s pink T-back – and that was all
She wore – though it was small,
And certainly it was much more
Than she was dancing in before
She came to join me at my call.

I found a place where I could maul
The beauties of this Living Doll
And unashamedly explore
Pak’s pink T-back.

Soon I was hard as a baseball
Bat and went for the long haul,
I mean, a night-time of hardcore,
Doing things that I adore,
On the bed and on the floor,
Exploring positions galore,
Listed in Kama Sutra lore,
A sexy sixty-niner, or
A knee-jerker against the door,
Another up against the wall,
And what was it inspired it all? –
Pak’s pink T-back.


© Rob, 2008