PASSION KILLER

He brushed gently against her body.
She said, "Keep that broom away from me."
He said, "It feels like I'm going hard."
She laughed, "Nah, you're just a big softy."

"I want to be inside you," he sighed.
She gasped, "Spirit possession is bad."
He said, "Please say you'll be my baby."
She frowned, "No; be someone else's dad."

He sighed, "I'm getting extremely hot."
"Oh dear," she replied, "Are you unwell?"
His voice went strained, "I want your pussy."
"My pet cat's mine!" she started to yell.

He pleaded her, "Sleep with me, right now."
She said, "But I'm not at all drowsy."
"Don't you want my skin on yours?" he asked.
She said, "No; my own skin best suits me."