As I’m strolling past I can’t help but stare Seeing you sitting so graciously upon that fine chair, So I chose to stick around for I was in no rush, Looking at you full bodied sitting there so plush, I felt like I was about to bite off more than I could chew, But compulsion was always my weak point ,so I sat next to you, Your exquisite colour and perfectly formed lines, And your body eloquently covered in your tight floral designs, I knew all the risks and what it would entail , But I want you back at my place , and I’m not gonna fail, A man can’t say no you see , even with guilt in his head , Knowing he has another lying there waiting for him in his bed, As I run the back of my hand across your fine line, Wow you are soft, you are smooth , you are simply Devine , I’m everything your looking for and I don’t mean to Bragg But to have me in your bed will mean a hefty price tag So I unzipped her back and slid my hand in Wow the softness to the touch shit where do I begin My I need to have you lying with me , my control is now lost My morals will be sacrificed , I accept it’s the cost So I sweep her up in my hands , my heartbeat still rushing And I go to the checkout and ask “how much for this cushion”