Confectionary

I stepped into a Milkybar, all on my Toblerone, and you caught my eye, a Turkish Delight. Daim, girl, I ain’t Lion, you were the hottest in the Galaxy, from Mars to the outskirts of the Milky Way. There were some Snickers as they told me you were Toneys, but I ain’t no Flake, I was gonna make you my Babyruth. I leant close to your ear, and with a Wispa, I said I’d be your hAero. 

Your friend, Trixie, warned you, but you’re such a Smartie, you just ignored Her-Shey left immediately, and we danced for a while, I Twirled you around, my sexy Kit-e-Kat. As we walked out hand in hand, it caused a Ripple. We Dove into a taxi, and I just had to Malteseyer, slipping my Butterfinger be-Twix-t your thighs. When we got to your front door you were breathless, fumbling with Yorkie, your hand amongst my Curly Wurlys. 

Straight in the door, and I threw you down in the hay for a Rol-oh! We formed a naked Double Decker. Then you got on top, took charge, and I received my Bounty, melting in your mouth, not in your hand, as you swallowed my Dairy Milk.