An amorous artist named Jude,
Had a model who was such a prude,
That he painted her bare,
With fig leaves here and there,
So the best parts could never be viewed.

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An artist once questioned her chest,
Model Susie did what she does best...
Lifted breasts high,
Said, "Give 'em a try!"
He did, and they passed his test.

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Susie leaned back, shutting her eyes,
Unconsciously opened her thighs...
His tongue made a swirl,
His finger a twirl
Susie cried, "What a lovely surprise!"

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Alone in the dark by herself
She takes her new toy off the shelf,
Fresh batteries in,
Lets the buzzing begin,
Does what one best does oneself.

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There in her room all alone
Bare fingers first setting the tone,
She picks out a toy,
In place of a boy,
And very soon she's deep in the zone.

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Two lovers beginning to play
She takes his hand to show him the way,
Move your fingers like this,
To cause me some bliss,
He does, and SHE does, right away.

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A lady whose lover was gone,
Somewhat bored at being alone,
Played with a soft spot,
Enjoyed it a lot,
As it caused her to moan and to groan.

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A lady with manners quite fine,
Hosts a guest with candles and wine.
As libations are drunk,
Inhibitions are shrunk,
She lifts skirts, invites him to dine.

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She met him one night in the park
And there she ignited a spark
She applied the right friction
With appropriate diction
And swallowed his pride in the dark.

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