Faintly downy, and lanky and skinny,
Her navel, a sweet, pouting innie
Bobbed up with each push
Of his cock through her bush,
Till she came with a shrill little whinny!
Tag: navel
Navel gazing
“Look at this!” she said, smiling inscrutably,
“Just like a cunt! Irrefutably!
Smaller, perhaps,
And no little pink flaps,
But, I reckon, quite possibly rootably!”