The shy little glance I gave you was key, didn't you feel special, a one and only. How softly and subtly you tricked me to bed, so wanting of your company I go where I'm led? But naked I'm comfortable, a pleasant surprise, like a proud father you gaze in my eyes. Ah you have conquered and proceed with your show But suddenly more worldly I move like a pro. He he at the sweet panic you feel as my moist little finger brings an end to the deal. Of course it was your god like form who rose such passion in me, you can rise, put on your pants and leave with dignity. But alas my little finger bringing me to joy, send the next one in, you silly boy.