Big Mo

Big Mo was engineered
To perfection
Designed for comfort
And consummate pleasure
From her long shapely legs,
Ample buttocks
And rolling hips
To her well filled blouse
Big Mo was
State of the art

A fast little number
With a fine racing chassis
Bodywork with Classic lines
Well upholstered
With a lush interior
A well run motor
Purrs like a kitten
When warmed up
When well oiled
Hot and racy
Naught to naked
In 30 seconds
Naught to naughty
All night long

Go Faster Stripes

A real goer is a rather trite description of women who perform, but our eponymous heroine would truly warrant the monker.


Erotic Poetry


Sensual Poems

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