'Twas the night before her divorce and all through her soul

She was craving an orgasm that would make her curl her toes.

She took time to relax and bathed her body with care,

Hoping that a new man would soon be in there.

Her heart was open and breasts snug in her bra,

While she had visions of men staring in awe–

Preferably someone emotionally available and a person of color,

Someone who she can stay connected to, even past summer.

Out on the town, her conversations are full of laughter,

While people-watchers wonder what was the matter.

She recaps stories where she flashed drunken friends

Or described the time a creep begged not to let their one night stand end.

Sharing sexcapades until the moon shines bright,

She tries to recall ridiculous scenarios in a positive light.

Wanting new stories, she searches for men online,

But who's a decent person, with whom she can align?

Receiving so many weak messages, it makes her blue,

But one stands out–that includes a face photo, age, height, and something unique–could that message belong to you?

More rapid than eagles, it'll make her panties fly off.

She'll whistle and shout and won't be able to scoff.

Oh, who can keep up with this temptational vixen?

Can a flick of your tongue make her cum in a blitz then?

To the windows, to the walls,

til the sweat drop down your balls…

She bases this post on a Christmas song and story,

Giving you material for your next morning glory.

To first get to know each other, these Redditors met at a bar.

After drinks and conversations flowed, they hooked up in a car.

In a twinkling, we see foggy windows in a parking lot.

Those walking by, onlookers, are fraught:

As they draw their eyes away and avoid looking south,

You moan with pleasure and cum in her mouth.

Naked and sweaty from their head to their toes,

You and she search in the car for where they scattered their clothes.

Before she leaves, she asks for his number

With a wink and a smile, feeling disencumbered.

His eyes, how they twinkled, his dimples, how merry,

His cheeks were like roses, as if he just popped a cherry.

The smirk on her mouth was drawn up in a bow.

Her fair skin and dark hair remind him vaguely of Snow [White].

Her soft, thicc body, with all the right curves

Makes him shudder with delight upon all of his nerves.

She's just over 5-feet and is covered in tattoos

That you wouldn't dare (no, no, no, no) because you can barely handle a bruise (no, no, no, no)

You are about 25-35yo and any height taller,

And you let down your guard around her, despite acting like a baller.

A wink of her eye and a flash of her tongue,

She knows just how to make you go numb.

She can speak not a word and go straight to work,

And you'll fill some holes while fingering her with a jerk.

You'll remember this night fondly, like the tip of your nose

Because this thick, throbbing cock of yours constantly rose.

Will this be a one-night stand, you wonder, as you sigh with a whistle

Because she flies away like the down of a thistle

But she exclaims as she drives out of sight

"Happy divorce to mercidavance and to all a goodnight!"