Pink Molten Valley
by Uther Pendragon
anon584c@nyx.net

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All persons here depicted, except public figures depicted as public figures in the background, are figments of my imagination and any resemblance to persons living or dead is strictly coincidental.

Come and lie by my side while I love you
And just license my fingers to roam
While my lips climb the soft mounds of pleasure
They'll find twixt your thighs their true home.

In your valley, I know there's a button
Which will fuel with sweet juice your deep fire
For your heat and your liquid of passion
Is all that my love could require.

When you're fully in need of my entry
I will thrust in your tunnel apace
We'll rub and I'll stroke in your valley
We'll kiss as our limbs interlace.

'Til I leave in your valley a sample
Of my seed as a pledge for my heart
For I love that pink molten valley
And the girl of whom it's a part.

Words copyright 2002, Uther Pendragon
Music James Kerrigan