This one is a tender tale
With sexy bits, in some detail
Now put the children all in bed
So they don't hear what will be said

We take you to a man and wife
Both have lived a lustful life
The sex was hot, and frequent too
When parts and places all were new

But then the easy love got hard
The lovers both let down their guard
They let an easy thing get tough
'till none at all was quite enough

When sex gets hard, some things get soft.
To try and keep their love aloft,
The lovers made a little game
The gasoline on passion's flame

It started with a bitter quip
That the husband's wife let slip
While receiving oral treats
Sprawled out wide beneath the sheets

She bet him that she wouldn't cum
His cock too small, his lips too dumb
She said that she would owe a buck
If he could give a decent fuck

He said he would pay her five
If she could make him feel alive
And with the stakes up just a bit
Both of them got down to it

And OH the sex that those two had
That anger love that drives you mad
The competition made them fight
For passion's power through the night

But when it all was said and done
It was clear the wife had won
She made five and he made one
The best of it had just begun

And so, throughout the passing years
The lovers became auctioneers
Fucking, waving dollar bills
They bet against each other's skills

The rules are now a written pact
And now you bet while in the act
To win the cash, what you must do
Is make them want it more than you

A common move that they both know
You give them pleasure, really slow
Then you ransom that sensation
Forcing them into temptation

With every move, and every thrust
They try to beat out greed with lust
They fight the urge to cum until
They'll earn more than the other will

But with the pressure and the greed
The emphasis is put on speed
They learn the weakest spots and then
It all becomes routine again ...