The Mirrored Niche

No secrets shall Eugenie keep
From libertines who sit and watch
As Madame makes her temple weep
Through mouth and finger at her crotch

For mirrors spread the vista wide
For those assembled all around
Eugenie trembles deep inside
As Madame works beneath her mound

Six rigid pricks are stroked as one
As Madame does her expert work
Eugenie’s juices swiftly run
Whilst cocks spurt forth and twitch and jerk

And one bold man steps forward now
To shoot his fluid on the maid
But Madame slaps his ardour down
And leaves our libertine dismayed

And as Eugenie’s breathing quickens
Madame’s mouth with honey flows
Though for her shame the poor girl sickens
In her stomach tension grows

And screaming hard Eugenie reaches
Places she has never been
With tongue and fingers Madame teaches
As libertines absorb the scene

And as Eugenie reaches spasm
Madame does reward now reap
And legs apart to show her chasm
No secrets shall Eugenie keep.