My little girl tries so hard to please,

I like it when she tries by being a tease,

She shakes her thing with magical swing,

Oh that swing! The things in me it’ll bring,

I’m not a man to brag or to big boast,

But my little lady is best coast to coast,

Yeah she is no longer a cute sixteen,

Nor is she still in her mid twenties lean,

She has gained a touch of all pleasure,

Every inch of her flesh is my magic cure,

With a slow gentle move I kiss her breast,

For her my tongue stretches far I attest,

She is filled with desire packaged for me,

Her wrapped exterior is beautiful to see,

I unwrap my gift that I make take her in,

Or is it she takes me in for us to begin,

My desire never wanes when she is near,

Along with that I always wants her here,

As she has aged her maturity is of gold,

Lines of love placed upon the one I hold,

No lady within ten years is of her image,

Though in her sixties, sexy full cleavage,

Her flesh is rapturous compared to thirty,

It’s better now that she isn’t quite so flirty,

Though a year ago a man of twenty tried,

So rude to say, “you turn me on, lets ride,”

She calmed me with a wink and a touch,

Then I loved the one he wanted so much,

She draws looks of men ogling her sway,

I am proud she looks sexy in every way,

So if you’re shopping my angel of desire,

Come home so I can love you, I’m afire.

The end, by Pat for Patti, I love you baby girl.