Out there

Her new dress was… umm… more than suggestive,
The look, what there was of it festive…
Bows here and there…
She went out, for a dare,
And the natives were bug-eyed and restive!

Lustful

“You don’t say!” Mindless chatter… She’s racked
By her lust, as a matter of fact…
Slut and virgin in one…
Sex must be so much fun!
How the funk, sweat and splatter attract!

A stayer

The great thing, that he really admired,
She seemed, like, to never get tired…
She’d fuck till she dropped,
Never piked, never stopped,
Though she panted and gasped and perspired!

Post hoc

She perhaps should have taken offence…
That she hadn’t still didn’t make sense…
To have called her a slut…
And then fuck her… yeah, but…
When she came it was bloody intense!