After five or six beers, she’s groggy…
And randy! Her knickers are soggy!
Next thing she knows, she’s
On her hands and her knees,
Being rooted by somebody, doggy!
Month: October 2018
Woman’s best friend
The whole night was a blur, just a fog.
She conceded she’d had too much grog,
Which might help explain how
She’s just woken up now,
Naked, snuggled up next to her dog!
Mitigation
“”Yes, I promised to love and obey…
And I wouldn’t have fucked him. No way!
It was just some damn bloke!”
She said. “Kind of a joke…
And I just sucked his cock, like. Okay?”
Moody nude
“Look”, she said. “I’d just like to suggest
That we stop now, get up and get dressed.
I’m just not in the mood,
Just right now, to be screwed.
If you still want to, though, be my guest.”
What?
“Look”, she said. “It was wrong, but so what?
I was drunk. I was horny, why not?
He’s your best mate, I know,
And I should have said no…
At the time though, I sort of forgot!”
Hot stuff
“Look'” she said. “I do like you a lot,
And I’d root you, more likely than not,
Anytime! Anyhow!
Only not just right now.
I’m so shagged, and it’s too bloody hot!”
First impressions
” I like sex. It’s a question of who,”
She explained. “If the answer is you,
I quite like what I see,
So, if you fancy me,
Since you ask, I don’t mind if I do!”
Fine print
Her consent had been hotly disputed;
His claim that she had, she refuted;
“Did!”
“Didn’t!”
“Did too!”
“Yeah, but not where I poo!”
Which, of course, though, was where she’d been rooted!
The charlatan
The sly preacher proclaimed she’d be cured
By faith, and his seminal fluid.
They prayed, she undressed;
She was orally blessed,
And her cunt sacramentally skewered!
Victim impact statement
Though she possibly over-reacted,
“BLEEP! BLEEP! BLEEP!” (Expletives redacted),
She shouted, in shock,
At the size of his cock,
And on which of her holes it impacted!