Horton met his wife in high school, so for years they had dated. They married in June after they'd graduated. Marriage brought problems they hadn't foreseen. Their sexual adventure soon lost its sheen. Horton was always in the mood for some fucking But she had a headache, her period, or the baby was sucking. He tried to tell her, but she wouldn't understand And Horton became a close friend with his hand.
He missed the slick warmth of a commodious cunt And his mind began to wander, his eye to hunt. Driven half crazy by his young, eager balls He ate up the eye candy at the shopping malls. Horton finally decided to pay, and drove over to Ho-ville almost every day. There to a cathouse called the We Pleasel Run by a woman named Madame Geezle.
The Madame had quite a string of hookers And except for one they all were lookers. The exception was a girl named Flo, who dressed in a teddy, ready to go. When she walked in the parlor, she had quite a bounce She weighed four hundred pounds if she weighed an ounce. Flo did little business because of that, but a ho's still a ho, no matter how fat!
His favorite ho was a girl who resembled Heidi Fliess Who could bend like a pretzel and was tight as a vise. She'd fuck him until his brain felt foggy Then he'd shoot his cum while he gave her doggy.