It was deep in the forest I saw her,
The snake catcher's daughter named Laura.
She spat and she hissed,
To make me desist,
When first I attempted to paw her.

She looked so lissom and young,
As her head toward me she swung,
With her hands on her hips.
As she parted her lips
I saw that she had a forked tongue.

There was no doubt but that I'd been smitten,
As I went o'er to where she was sittin'.
There was no need of telling
'Cos she'd seen the swelling,
And round my dick her lips were fittin'

The whole process didn't take long.
I soon knew that something was wrong.
I cried out in pain,
Thought that I'd go insane,
As her fangs were sunk deep in my dong.

Last updated: Sun, 12 Sep 1999.