Ho hum

Married, kids… sex is kinda ho-hum…
Like her pussy’s somehow just gone numb…
Hubby can’t go without it, 
Says “Babe, how about it?”
She sighs, “Maybe try up my bum.”

Forbidden

In her home talk of sex is forbidden…
She loves sex, but keeps it well hidden…
Her secret delight
Is to sneak out at night, 
Meet some boyfriend and get herself ridden!

Scruples

Though it’s true, still it sucks, all the chatter…
Though sluttish, the crux of the matter
Is who she roots, when…
Like, not schoolboys, just men…
In bars, doorways, the trucks of the latter.