“Wow, she’s really into this”

She put on some lace and a garter
To go for a romp in the larder
When she’d had quite enough
Of the whips and the cuffs
She demurred, but her safe word was “harder”
I tried so hard (heh), but ultimately failed, to incorporate the word “ardor” into this limerick.


“Man,” he thought, “Io her one.”

The astronomer started to strip her
Removed his Kuiper belt, loosed his zipper
She did not expect a
Large mass of ejecta
From moments atop his big dipper