Though seduced and abandoned, betrayed,
She refused to become an old maid;
So, despite her bad luck
Since she still liked to fuck,
She fucked five nights a week, but got paid!”
Month: August 2013
Catch a falling star
A fanatical rock chick, a groupie,
Great arse, pretty face, tits not droopy;
A bit under-age,
But she’d sneak in backstage
And fuck stars till her pussy was soupy!
Small mercy
She’d said no, to which he was resigned,
But she suddenly, then, changed her mind.
“So, she loves me!” he thought.
Nothing, though of the sort;
She was only, in fact, being kind.
Every home should have one
Days she’s naked, poolside, wet or basking,
Nights, yours to be had for the asking…
And talented too…
Up for anything new,
User-friendly, and likes multi-tasking.
Happy hour
There are more girls who root than you think,
Sometimes just for the price of a drink!
But don’t come on too strong,
(The booze doesn’t take long),
And keep watch for that special slow wink.
Zeitgeist
It was maybe the vibe, the zeitgeist.
Just his smile and a wink had sufficed
To attract her regard;
She could see he was hard,
And was already halfway enticed!
A pleasant surprise
She was better in bed than he’d guessed;
No finesse, but she did do her best,
And to show she had class,
Mouth or pussy or arse,
She just smiled and said “Yeah, be my guest.”
Mixed messages
Though she smiled, as she gracefully stripped;
Though her pussy was shaven and clipped;
Although wet, he could see,
When she straddled his knee,
She remained resolutely tight-lipped.
Skirting the issue
Women’s labia, plump, fleshy frills,
Frame vaginas, which beauticians’ skills
Seek to style and display
In some new, clever way,
Though they still look like fishes’ pink gills.