One should watch how a girl’s bottom sways,
For the several things it betrays:
You can tell from her rump
If she’s up for a hump,
And sometimes, after practice, which ways.
Month: December 2024
Ripe
When a woman is ripe to seduce
She exudes quite a potable juice,
Then her nipples erect,
(A delightful effect)
And her cunt turns a delicate puce.
Little bow peep
She was knock-kneed, and so pigeon-toed,
It was said she could not be bestrode,
But she was, for although,
Quite a tight squeeze below,
At the top her legs gapingly bowed!
Oh baby!
An unfortunate fellow from Perth
Had a dick of incredible girth.
The one fuck of his life
Was his brother’s mate’s wife,
Who described it as like giving birth.
Friction
How he got his prick in is a mystery.
He did though, that much is now history.
The friction was such
She could not bear to touch
Her poor fanny, so swollen and blistery!
Bushed
There’s a girl with a bush that’s so lush,
That the sight brings a reverent hush,
Which she plaits in a braid
Or a bun, when she’s laid,
After which it takes hours to brush!
Her winter coat
There’s a lovely young girl called Jacinta,
Whose fanny-fur’s thicker in winter.
In summer she sheds
In her gentlemen’s beds,
But she’s always a joy to slip inta!
A tight squeeze
There’s a lady, a physical freak,
Who’s devised an erotic technique:
She relaxes her cunt,
To take one man in front,
One behind and another oblique!
Small things
Though it stretched to allow her to fidget,
Or slip in her littlest digit,
For actual coitus,
Her tiny introitus
Admitted no man but a midget.
Dauntless
For the big tits she shamelessly flaunted,
Miss Nelson was gawked at and taunted:
She had them tattooed
With designs bold and lewd,
And exposed them still, bravely undaunted.