W=Fs

“Spread your cheeks,” he said, mean-like and crass…
“Gonna fuck your sweet cunt, then your ass…”
He was hung like a horse,
And he fucked with a force
That befitted its volume and mass.

Tasty

There’s this girl, bra top, yoga pants, right?
Like the camel toe kind, nice and tight…
Got this dog on a leash,
And it’s sniffing her peach…
Like, for fuck sake! The fucker might bite!

Tweak

He reached out, gave her nipple a tweak…
Her response not a yelp… more a squeak…
Well, it might have been worse…
She was tempted to curse…
WTF? OMG? What a sneak!

Harm minimisation

Big and ugly, as thick as her arm…
She took deep breaths and tried to stay calm…
So… her pussy might split,
But apart from that, shit…
Could it possibly do her much harm?

Mental struggle

She should maybe have screamed… to0 late… still..
She could struggle.. she might… well, she will…
Or else not… just stay mute…
Well, a root’s a damn root…
Just enjoy the vicarious thrill.

Quaint

So, American English is quaint…
Like for instance, this word they have, “taint”:
For that bit in between,
Not ass, cunt, not quite clean,
Though of course the distinction is faint.