Pussy whipped, the guy wouldn’t say boo.
His damn wife was a bit of a shrew.
When they fucked, “Lick me first!”
She’d demand, but the worst
Was the “Lick again!” when he withdrew.
Month: September 2021
Goldang
“Well,” she said, with a broad southern twang,
“If I’m gonna get rooted, goldang,
Then you good ol’ boys might
Jist as well do it right…
Shoot, I’m jist gonna fuck the whole gang!”
Saving grace
“Then he fucked me,” she said to the priest.
“The vile, wretched, lascivious beast!”
“It’s a sin,” he replied.
“That cannot be denied,
But thank God, he’s a Cath’lic, at least!”
Mind games
“You can have me,” she says with a wink.
“Would your husband not mind, do you think?”
“Yes”, she says. “If he knew…
He’d kill me then kill you.”
And his cock starts to rapidly shrink.
Draw him a map
The poor guy, he had no way of knowing,
With all of the to-ing and fro-ing,
The yes, nos and maybes,
Concern about babies…
In short, was he coming or going?
Ink
She had “Squeeze me” tattooed on one titty,
And thought herself frightfully witty.
She thought then, down there,
She could shave off the hair
And get someone to ink “Pat the kitty!”
Cheating
So, her husband was cheating, she’d learned,
Which, in fact, she’d already discerned.
Some damn cheap little slut…
It was curious, but,
That she found herself quite unconcerned.