Cheap motel, kept awake by the sound
Of girl’s pussies all night being ground,
Some for pay, some for play,
More the latter, he’d say,
Easy come by, in small towns, he’s found.
Month: September 2019
Suggestibility
She was game enough, (fucking excluded),
But, once drunk, was swiftly denuded,
And rooted, what’s more,
Hot to trot, once she saw,
When he dropped his pants, what then protruded!
Perversity
She’d been wondering which would be worse…
When he rooted her, boy, did she curse!
Being ravished by force,
Bad enough, quite, of course,
Not her pussy though… quite the reverse!
Lucky dip
“Fuck!” she thought. “Well God knows I ain’t picky…
Thank God, though, it’s only a quickie!
He ain’t all that cute,
But a root’s still a root,
And that cock! Don’t it take the damn biccie!”
Anonymity
Being tied up, though somewhat annoying,,
She found herself rather enjoying.
And blindfolded too!
Being fucked by… guess who?
(Even what he or she was employing!)
A toe in the door
He’s a bit of a fuckin’ fat slob…
If he’d only get on with the job!
All his puffing and wheezing,
And grunting and squeezing,
And got nothing in but the knob!
The camel’s back
Gagging, spitting, a cramp in the jaw…
Damn deep throat! It’s the last fucking straw!
God! He’s had a good fuck,
And a bit of a suck…
But now this! It fair sticks in her craw!
A cry from the heart
Is he gay? she thinks. Feminine? Neuter?
She’s cute, couldn’t be any cuter!
What’s wrong with the bloke?
It’s beyond a damn joke!
Why the fuck won’t he fucking well root her?
Bummer
The guy’s some kind of weirdo wanker,
She said. He seems only to hanker,
When tied to his bed,
Not to fuck, but instead
Just to take off her panties and spank her!
Spit and polish
“I’m a slut, yeah”, she freely admitted,
A cock in each end, being spitted,
But fucking first class,
Deep throat, pussy or arse,
In fact any-damn-where that it fitted!