Delicious Derrieres

It would seem that Sir wants a nice taste -
Not of coffee - but me below waist;
If You cup me, I may drop the mug
You can please put away that big plug,
Which You hold out of sight
On the stroke of midnight
Or whatever time Sir finds well placed

*moustique*
Thank you dear, for my morning brew
But first I've something else to do
I'd like to take a taste
Down below your waist
For I've had the hottest dream
Of sampling your sweetest cream
And then perhaps a pre-brunch screw!
 
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