Cock down throat, his balls banging her forehead,
Complexion decidedly florid,
Cum out of her nose,
Can’t move much but her toes…
As fucks go, she thought, yeah, fucking torrid!
Month: March 2025
It’s complicated
Leather, handcuffs, the whips and the chains…
It’s all wonderful fun, she explains,
The surrender, the bliss
Of the whip’s biting kiss…
And the way that she cums, for her pains!
Reality check
Tits out, flat on her back, her thighs splayed,
Guess I’m gonna get fucked I’m afraid,
She thought, sizing things up…
That’s a big cock there, yup…
So she just closed eyes then and prayed.
Twinkle, twinkle
Although naked, she hasn’t an inkling…
Cunt glistening, pink arsehole twinkling,
An innocent, yet…
Soon her skin, flushed, sweat-wet
To be coated with cum, spurting, sprinkling.
Splitting hairs
A contortionist… doing the splits,
Or legs wrapped round her neck and her tits..
She can lick her own cunt
Inside out, back to front,
And fuck anything… whatever fits!
Small packages
Tiny tits, short, and couldn’t be thinner…
A great little fuck-toy, a spinner…
Cunt wrapped round his nuts,
Rearranging her guts,
Yep! By god! She’s a keeper, a winner!
Toss-up
Thong or G-string, the old anal floss…
Is it sexy? She don’t give a toss!
They’re a pain in the arse
And they frankly lack class…
Go commando maybe… no great loss.
Terms of endearment
She was kind of upset and offended..
He’d begged her.. She gave in, surrendered…
A frightful defeat,
Being fucked like damn meat…
Hogtied, ass-hooked, blindfolded, suspended!
Solid
“Want to make love?” He said… What he meant
Was for her to get naked, be bent
Backwards over his couch,
Being fucked… (fucking ouch!)
By a cock like a block of cement!
Transit of Venus
“Well, hello!” he said. “Thought it was you…
She recalled that they’d once had a screw…
Not his name though, the jerk…
Fucking late for damn work…
Being groped, like, right there in the queue!