you want to last longer?

cherries by nellie

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Last longer in bed

Every man wants to stay

The putting into the woman's world

Every man doesn't want to sink in early

The golfer never walks the green

He will study from all angles

Until he is positively identified he could putt in

Then he walks into it with his steady putter

Sometimes he squats down on the green

Studying the lines and positions

With eyes ever sharp on the hole

Then he straightens up knowing he can score

Before the game of golf

He has to practise his strokes

Everyday to make it swings

Knowing it makes all the difference

So if you want to stay longer in bed

With a hot date and more out of it

You should learn the skills of foreplay

The fingers licking it to paradise way

The putting on the green

You should take your time to study

You don't have to be in a hurry

The hole will not get away

The man it is said

He can't last more than 90 seconds

In the heavy drumbeats of rock and roll

He will spill his beans panting with no satisfaction

And the woman?

She will cry silently of her dissatisfaction

After all the hard work she puts in

She can't sing her melody...

And the man thinks he has his conquest

The false hope he believes he is the driver

He has much to learn to stay the zoom of F1 track

Zooming into her ears and screaming of delightful burning strokes

So you want to stay longer in bed?

On the highway there are R&R outlets

This is how the journey breaks for a stop

Think of food and drinks the engine keeps warm

What you do in a R&R outlet?

A break for a while and conversation

You can talk anything nice and wonderful

Let the mind play on its magic

Then you drive on the highway again

The speed will pick it with the constant driving

The speedometer will hit the roof in your head

Now you are the F1 driver on the racing track

Do you hear the scream in the quiet day?

The melody of sexual satisfaction on the faces

One round the F1 track isn't enough

You have to go another round

Hit and run

Let the dripping of oil flow

Hit and run

Slow speed and heavy thrusts

Now the hot date will stay

Screaming her love songs in your ears

You will keep driving on the hot track

Knowing you have the chequered flag to take

Along the way you may worry

About the punctured tyres and engine failures

No doubt you try to put it away

As the speedometer keep rising....

At this stage think of something else

Shape a picture in your mind

Nothing to do with sexual drives

Maybe eating hot dog or sandwiches

As you drive along

You have to shift gears

Layered it down slowly

Then you hit the gas pedal again

Last longer in bed

Many men fail in their attempts

Though the women may keep quiet

The ringing bell the men better think about it