Whereas English girls like it romantic,
The other side of the Atlantic,
The making of love
Is all grunt, push and shove;
Rather vulgar, and loud, and too frantic.
Month: March 2018
To skin a cat
“Well, she said. “We can either elope,
Go get married, and bugger the pope,
Or… I just won’t say yes…
You can rip off my dress,
Tie me up… Look, I brought my own rope!”
Showing her cards
Despite his mates’ ragging and scoffing,
He judged, by the wine she was quaffing,
(A bottle so far),
And not wearing a bra,
There was likely a root in the offing.
Tickling her fancy
Giggling drunk, about three-quarters pickled,
Her pussy squelched softly and trickled,
Each step of the way;
Yep, she would have to say,
She’d been proper and good slapped and tickled!
Goldilocks, not
It was damp in the woods, cold and drizzly,
His cock like a bloody bull’s pizzle! He
Scratched, bit and growled,
She felt helpless, befouled.
It was like being fucked by a grizzly!
Rationalisation
Quite hung-over, next day, when she woke,
In a motel, with some hairy bloke,
Neatly folded black dress,
She thought “Guess I said yes,
Which it’s too late, I guess, to revoke.”
Moving on
Once the mob had begun to disperse,
She lay, thinking… it could have been worse.
She’d been gang-banged. Not good.
Scrap the panties (you would),
But she still had her phone and her purse.
Sinophile
European girls’ cunts (continental),
More earthy, and less ornamental,
In taste and display,
Seasoned travellers say,
Compare poorly with cunts oriental.
Mission accomplished
Situation report: Remains fluid.
The target, Miss X, has been lured
Back to his hotel.
Things proceed very well,
And in five minutes flat, she’s been skewered!
Pussy aesthetic
Pussy lips with her nectar bedewed,
Pearly, glinting, rosaceously hued,
Pouting, softly agape,
Orchid-petalled in shape,
Musky scent… To say more would be rude!