Akimbo

Just a big-titted, sex-crazy bimbo,
Her mind on vacation, in limbo…
That guy in the suit 
Might be up for a root,
She thinks, licking her lips, legs akimbo. 

Roped in

She tried hard to get free, but… faint hope…
She agreed, so she’ll just have to cope…
Let him fuck her, be done, 
Have his sick, nasty fun…
Her own fault… give a girl enough rope!

Creation

It’s a marvel how girls are designed,
One snug hole at the front, one behind, 
And their tits, big or small…
(Tits are tits, bless em all!)
Built to fuck, bugger, things of that kind.

Gentility

Vulgar man! To have been so damn blunt!
To have said that she had a nice cunt…
Why not “flower” or “rose”…
Even “pussy”? God knows!
And she nude, nervous… what an affront!

Butt out


How much more can a gal’s pussy take…
And her asshole as well, for godsake?
And her mouth and her throat… 
Fuckin horny damn goat!
“Have a rest,” she sighed.” “Gimme a break!”

Fallen

The poor girl… such a sad fall from grace…
You can see it writ plain on her face…
Now she’s walking the street,
Fucking men, just to eat,
Wearing naught but a few wisps of lace. 

Priceless

So they haggled. Her price was agreed. 
She undressed and approached to proceed…
Such delightful proportions…
Her cunning contortions…
By god! Quite a bargain indeed!

Not silly

“Since your cock is so fucking immense,” 
She said. “Fuck! You’re a freak! No offense…
Well I ain’t gonna fuck it…
I’ll jerk it and suck it, 
But that’s all. It’s like… common sense.”