A succubus sat on a rock
Wearing naught but a short summer frock
Singing, ‘All I adore!
I’m so wet! Give me more!
I am craving sweet pussy and cock!’
Her victims she threw in the sea
She cried to them, ‘Swim! You are free!’
The tide doomed them all
While her sweet siren call
Echoed, ‘More! I want more! Come to me!’
Her summons brought all to their knees
She offered them glimpses to tease
But her need was too great
There was no hope to sate
Her hunger for ‘More! Please, oh please!’
Consumed by unquenchable lust
She waited while time built a crust
Sea-swept and wind-blown
Her flesh turned to stone
But a spring gushed below her proud bust