He grinned, grabbing a fistful of boob…
“Babe,” he said. “Can you pass me the lube?
Now get down on your knees…
Spread your arse and say please!
God, that’s tight! Better use the whole tube!”
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Feminine logic
“So, just what are you fucking implying?”
She said. “Have you been fucking spying?
You say I’m a slut…
I might be, maybe, but
Anybody who says so is lying!”
The try-on
“God!” he said, rolling off her and sighing.
“Control yourself woman! Stop crying!
I know you said no…
Get your clothes on and go…
You can’t blame a bloke, though, for just trying!”
Room service
He’s not handsome, or wealthy, but still…
If he tries on a fuck, as he will,
Shit, she thought, might as well.
It’s a fancy hotel,
And, like, he’s the one paying the bill.
The duffer
She said “Darling, you’re sweet, but a duffer!
Girls like being fucked a bit rougher…
Go on! Squeeze my tit!
My cunt ain’t gonna split!
Spank my arse! Yell out suffer, babe suffer!”
Navel gazing
“Look at this!” she said, smiling inscrutably,
“Just like a cunt! Irrefutably!
Smaller, perhaps,
And no little pink flaps,
But, I reckon, quite possibly rootably!”
Pucker up
Well, of course, she was nervous and frightened…
Her poor anus puckered and tightened!
He spat on her bum,
And he worked in his thumb,
Then his cock, as her clenched fingers whitened!
Her new bike
Her new bike has a basket in front,
Good for exercise… huff, puff and grunt!
A nice bell on the bar,
But, of course, best by far,
How its saddle-beak rubs on her cunt!
Alley cat
He reflected, while doing her, doggy,
“This cunt ain’t just wet, it’s damn soggy!
Lank hair, droopy lips,
Kinda squelches and drips…
Ain’t no pedigree pussy, just moggy!”
Degustation
Her arse cheeks hanging out of her skirt,
Flimsy, clingy excuse for a shirt…
Tasty titbits to munch,
Juicy pussy for lunch,
And her sweet little arse for dessert!