As I gazed at her my heart fluttered.

She was the most beautiful thing I'd seen.

Slinky black body, gleaming in the light.

The colour of ebony, with a wonderful sheen.

I was happy just to stand and stare.

Such beauty to behold.

But the sight just became too much to bear.

My longing made me bold.

I stroked her gently, it felt so good.

As though she'd waited for my touch.

I handled her so tenderly.

I wanted her so much.

I mounted her so slowly.

She was made for me.

I had to push the button .

That would surely set us free.

I felt her move beneath me.

Just the way I like.

And then I let the clutch off.

And rode off on my bike.

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