De cathedra quotiens surgis — jam
saepe notavi — pedicant miserae, Lesbia, te tunicae … sic
constringuntur gemina Symplegade culi et nimias  intrant Cyaneasque
natis.

“I’ve noticed when you get up from
the couch you’ve been assfucked, Lesbia, by your wretched skirts.
Your skirts are caught between your massive cheeks as big as two
Gibraltars — it’ll be a tight fit.”

— Martial, «Epigrams
XI.99»