His veined rod, crowned with a gleaming bulb, was exactly what she wanted, and boy was she going to get it, just as soon as she explained how Hatful of Rain: The Best of Del Amitri ‘wasn’t that great’.
They were bonking. Wait… were they? You bet they were. Oh, yes – they were bonking alright. Bonking they were. A bonk was being had by them. They were bonking one off. Q. What were they not doing? A. Not bonking. If bonking was a sea, they were swimming in it. And so on, and so on. There were various ways to say much the sa-SPLAT! OK, the bonking was over now (he had cummed).