Watchin’ TV, and sharin’ a rug.
Yeah, she gave him a bit of a tug,
Let him cop a good squeeze
Of her titties…but jeez!
Ain’t you done yet? she said, with a shrug.
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Though she did like the guy more than most,
“Leave no virgin unfucked” was his boast.
A few drinks in some bar,
Then a ride in his car,
Yep, she figured, her pussy was toast!
Reconciliation
When he found out his girlfriend was cheating,
He called her names not worth repeating,
(Okay, bitch and slut.)
He forgave her then, but,
Well, of course, her cute arse took some beating!
The matter in hand
His assault, when it came, was abrupt.
She cried “If I might interrupt…!”
Who’d have guessed? Yet he froze,
One young breast, (why God knows),
In each ham-fisted hand roughly cupped!
The balance of trade
Once seduced and abandoned, betrayed,
She soon turned to the world’s oldest trade.
She did rather well, though,
Dressed up nice… Even so,
It was all a pathetic charade!
For better or worse
Well, he’s certainly unprepossessing,
She thought, while the groom was undressing.
Except for his cock!
The young bride gasped in shock,
And then fainted, poor thing! (A kind blessing!)
Not cock-a-hoop
To say “What a nice cock” would be trite.
It was pretty damn big, though, alright!
Well, we’ll jolly soon see!
She thought, cocking her knee.
It might not hit the spot, or it might!
God’s work
The Inquisitor scoffed, “She shall burn!
But repents not, as yet, I discern.
Let us flog those proud breasts!”
He exclaimed to his guests.
“Father Francis, I think it’s your turn.”
The common touch
“God!” she thought. “E’er so low one has stooped!
Being fucked like a whore! Rather pooped.”
It quite beggared belief!
What a blessed relief,
When he came, and his huge pizzle drooped!
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Refined tastes
She writhed, naked, and panted and sweated;
His wants and desires, unfettered,
Played out on her parts.
She succumbed to his arts,
His strange appetites hardly yet whetted!