She’d gone out for a walk and been taken…
Some desolate place… godforsaken!
He’d screwed her of course…
There’d been some use of force…
A strange dream she’d recall when she’d waken.
Author: admin
Slumming it
“I must say, she does rather surpass
Expectation for one of her class,”
Old Sir Walter admits…
“She has jolly fine tits,
And of course, too, that quite superb arse!”
Dress code
Gosh, she thought, all these people are staring…
Perhaps it’s this dress that I’m wearing…
It’s see-through, I guess…
Like I’m nude, more or less…
For a funeral, maybe too daring!
The chatting up
He said “Miss, if I might be so bold,
You may think that I’m sleazy and old,
But I’m rich, and I’ve got
A big house and a yacht,
And a very nice penis, I’m told.”
Cold as charity
One must do what one can for the poor,
Said his lordship. Say, take that young whore…
One might give her some trade…
She gets fucked, she gets paid…
That she’s so young, of course, we deplore!
Tryst
She’d gone out on the heath for a ramble,
In hope they might meet, a sly gamble.
They did, indeed, too…
No-one saw, no-one knew,
And they kissed… which was just the preamble!
Toy
She lay spreadeagled, nude, while he toyed
With her cunt, which she rather enjoyed,
But was somewhat absurd…
She’d have sort of preferred
He just fuck her, and felt, well, annoyed.
Brat
She grabbed hold of his cock and she spat,
And then started to rub it, the brat…
Then a suck, and a lick,
And, well, that did the trick…
And he came on her face and tits… splat!
Shock and awe
“Want a fuck?” he said, sort of off-handish.
She laughed. It just seemed so outlandish!
He then, to her shock,
Said “I’ve got a nice cock…”
Which he whipped out, to gleefully brandish!
Men are bastards
Men are bastards, she’d learned to her cost.
She’d been wooed, screwed, and then double-crossed!
I’m a damn fool, she sighed…
Never mother, nor bride…
Just my fucking virginity lost!