Bouncing Brenda!

With her bedroom eyes, mattress thighs,
Duvet pupils twice the size, 
Plumped up pillows,  reddened face,
Erogenous zones in a private place
Grunts, groans, succulent licks,
Sticky belly-buttons,  sweaty armpits,
'Oohs' and 'arrhs', sharp smacks that sting,
Bum-cheeks squeezed (a tease in the fling),
Huffs, puffs, roaming hands,
Calorie burning, frantic pants,
Bouncing Brenda lives the dream, 
Shouts obscenities, bellowing screams,
Like a rodeo cowgirl; wild, Italian,
Bareback riding on a bucking stallion,
Waves an arm circling in the air,
Letting out 'whoops' as a mating mare,
Horse sense, jump the fence, keep on high,
Don't stall or fall,  enjoy the ride,
No money exchanged, no profit due,
Though he may give her a buck or two,
Legs entangled, arms entwined,
"Are these yours or are those mine?"
Long French kisses linger on,
Luscious lips, curling tongues,
Romance in an advanced state,
Once teenage stage now adult rate,
Close the curtains, lock all doors,
The missionary position preferred to `all fours`,
Leaping from the wardrobe, swinging from the light,
Singing like Tarzan going ape in the night,
Beating his chest as a dominant gorilla,
A jungle stud intending to thrill her,
She, with large mammaries, glamorous, bare,
Shaking her boobies inducing a stare,
His lips start drooling, oozing saliva,
Seduced by the view of her well-trimmed vagina,
She, in return, is fond of a roast,
His `meat and two veg` stand out the most,
For desert, a helping of belching cream pie,
Stains on the bed sheets harden when dry.
Bouncing Brenda, no cash or cheques,
Bops up and down simply for sex!