She Was A BAD Girl

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Peep Show
By Southern Comfort


He preceived her to be, very bawdy,
Coquettish and very naughty.
She does a solo performance, each night at eight,
He is her ardent admirer and she's so worth the wait.
He stares out his window, eyes glued to glass,
His quest is to get a view of her plump ass.
Her curtains part and she comes into view,
He holds his breath, wondering what she'll do.
She smiles and blows him a kiss,
She is all that, this sexy Little Miss.
She removes long, black gloves, places them between her thighs,
She moves them back and forth, making him sigh.
Then out comes the pins and down comes her long, dark hair,
She begins to bump and grind with zeal and flair.
Hands travel down her body and swaying hips,
They locate hidden mounds and she makes pouty lips.
Her blouse opens for a peek,
Pink buds awaken to pulls and tweaks.
The Lady is an enchanting disarmer,
Her body is swaying perfection, a real snake charmer.
He grabs his binoculars for a better look,
He is now panting and so hooked.
Off goes her skirt, as she perches on a chair,
Creamy thighs open to show off her wares.
Delicate hands wander and stray,
She is putting on a impressive display.
He is starting to throb and ache,
His cobra screams," Let Me Out, For Pete's Sake!"
He realizes that the time is now right,
For he and his cobra to delight in the sight.
He took the situation well in hand,
As her sight caressed his body, gratification was upon demand.
His body shuddered, trembled and sighed,
The Lady, winked and then blew him a kiss good-bye

Music "I Put A Spell On You"