With the scandalous way she behaved,
Things she said and did… Oh, so depraved!
“I despair said the priest.
She seems not in the least
To consider her need to be saved!”
Month: October 2020
Body language
Her intention’s not hard to perceive…
It’s “I want to be fucked!” I believe.
She’s had lots of affairs…
She’s a woman who wears
Not her heart, but her cunt on her sleeve!
Easy to please
Getting-off-wise, she’s not too selective…
Just make herself come’s the objective!
A man, if one’s handy,
Or else, when she’s randy,
A bottle or carrot’s effective.
White witch
Wendy states her profession as “witch”…
She can wiggle her nostrils… twitch, twitch!
She makes love-charms, casts spells…
She and all her witch pals
Fuck like crazy, of course, too… tch, tch!
Gold digger
She was just a damned gold-digging bitch…
“Gosh,” she thought. “Both these fellers are rich!
So which one should I screw?
Does it matter much who?
Try my luck with one, maybe, then switch?”
Meeting Jack
Peddling pussy, poor girl, stony broke,
In a laneway, a shilling a poke…
“He’s a curious one,”
She thinks, (God! Should I run?)
With his little black bag and his cloak.
Brand image
Her new master’s demanding and stern…
The cane welts on her bottom still burn…
And the brand on her breast!
His forever, she guessed…
What she doesn’t know yet, she’ll soon learn!
False promise
“Babe, you’ll love it! I promise!” he’d said.
“Can’t you just fuck my pussy instead?”
She cried, far from convinced…
He pushed harder. She winced,
Arse cheeks clenched, sobbing, panting, face red.
No
“Fuck,” he thought, “that was pretty damn rough!”
The date seemed to have gone well enough…
He’d said “Fancy a screw?”
And so what did she do?
Slapped his face and went off in a huff!
Kept woman
A kept woman, nice clothes, cosy nest…
“It’s a good life, alright”, she confessed.
“All a girl has to do
Is just be there to screw,
Suck his cock, let him jiggle a breast.”