Frolickin' in the snow |
SEDUCTION IN THE SNOW While driving through the piled snow With my true love by my side, a warm feeling of ribaldry crept across my dirty mind. I asked her if she'd ever done the nasty deed in snow. She told me that she'd never but would give it her best go. So we climbed out of our car into a deep secluded drift. Nimbly then our clothes came off like opening a gift. Heartily we held each other, our buff-bare bodies all aglow, in our little game of love we played, our seduction in the snow. Tenderly I tried to lay her at our cold and snowy stop, but her backside couldn't bear it, so she opted for the top. Men are funny kinds of creatures with some parts smaller than they think, and as my bottom touched the ground, those parts began to shrink. She giggled as I shivered there feeling like a helpless jerk. There would be no satisfaction from little parts that wouldn't work. |