Panties pulled down, especially around her ankles

Oh how useful are my lips,
E’en more than my fingertips,
Thinking how I may caress
A young girl, once she’s lost her dress,
Swiftly followed by her pants,
(If only I could have the chance……..)
 
Now I believe
You understand my stance
Your role to be played
My desire to be sated
In our sexual dance.
 
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