Jones, the gardener, grew madly jealous
Of Wilbur, the groom, who’d screwed Alice,
The scullery maid,
For which slight she now paid,
As he rooted her, tied to the trellis!
Month: May 2011
The bottom line
The third blonde from the left would be suitable,
Maybe… in fact, indisputable:
Nice face, great figure,
(Tits could have been bigger).
On balance, though, totally rootable!
Fringe benefit
He likes pubic hair, just a nice fringe,
Neatly trimmed, with perhaps a red tinge,
But the “Hitler’s moustache”
He thinks rather too harsh,
And a fully-shaved cunt makes me cringe!
Flash-back
In the fifties, men’s stay-at-home wives
Cooked and cleaned, and devoted their lives
To the bread-winner, who
Mostly used them to screw,
Much as women’s fate, now, still contrives.
The appraisal
He was tall, dark and handsome, and beddable…
Big dick, girls whispered… quite edible!
One girl who knew,
Having thrown him a screw,
Said the work-out she got was incredible!
Give an inch
Though a flirt, and a bit of a tease,
Still, she’d let his hand up past her knees,
And once having got there,
Stockings, dress, underwear
Were discarded with relative ease!
Easy come, easy go
Getting in her was almost too easy;
Her fanny was loose-lipped and greasy,
Her tits big and floppy,
The fit rather sloppy,
The whole thing, in fact, a bit sleazy.
Manners
She stripped off, gave her titties a squeeze,
Smacked her bum, and got down on her knees;
As she moaned and said “Fuck me!”
An impish thought struck me:
I answered, “Not till you say please!”
Impartial
So, which part of a woman is best?
A soft, squeezable, squashable breast,
Or her vulva, with features
Like dainty sea creatures,
Or pubic hair, like a wee nest?
Doing is knowing
She was prudish and quickly offended,
Or, maybe, she only pretended:
She must have known lust,
From her burgeoning bust,
And her belly, so plainly distended.