His nose twitches. Unfailing detector!
Fresh pussy approaching his sector!
He’s spotted the source…
As a matter of course,
Soon he’s greedily sipping her nectar!
Month: October 2019
Shit happens
She’d gone out dressed decidedly daringly…
“Why me?” she wonders despairingly.
Wrong time, wrong place…
Cum all over her face,
As he’s rooting her, roughly, uncaringly.
The spider’s lair
She’d gone into his lair all unwarily.
“Just passing by!” she’d said airily
What’s with this guy?
That strange look in his eye…
Yep. He’s acting a little bit scarily!
Putting him in his place
Keep away from my arse, you damn fool!
She exclaimed. It’s not funny, nor cool.
Cunts are made to be rooted.
One’s arsehole is suited
For naught but the passing of stool!
Apostate
Having long given up God and Jesus,
She pretty much does as she pleases;
Goes out, gets a skinful,
Enjoys being sinful,
Laughs off threats of social diseases.
Hens party
It’s my last chance, she said with a smile.
Not forever, but shit! For a while!
I’ll get drunk, root all night,
Then I’ll dress up in white
In the morning, and walk down the aisle.
Viva Italia!
Italian girls ride round on scooters;
They mostly have fabulous hooters,
And succulent cunts,
Which they offer at once,
Being, also, insatiable rooters!
Educational opportunity
Those big titties, her tight little arse;
She’s a constant distraction in class.
Little slut! Thinks she’s cool…
Well, she’ll stay after school,
Fuck him too, if she wants a damn pass!
Family life
Wife and mum, it’s a bit of a struggle,
She sighed, kids’ and dad’s needs to juggle…
Kids tucked into bed,
Then their dad wants some head,
Or a fuck, when you just want to snuggle.
Where no man has gone before
He could see why she might be annoyed…
On full thrust, plunging into the void…
Gone off course… lost control…
Strayed into her black hole!
One might say she was not overjoyed.