Though at first she’d been rather appalled,
Though she felt like she’d been bloody mauled,
Still, she’d do it again…
Maybe just fewer men…
Tag team… gangbang… whatever it’s called.
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Craving
She was eighteen, fucked boys, misbehaved…
In her heart, though, she secretly craved
To not have the control
Over what, where, which hole…
To be totally fucking depraved!
Cupcake
A young beauty, still rather flat-chested…
Won’t save her from being molested!
His lovely fuck-toy,
To corrupt and enjoy!
Better far than girls big-floppy-breasted!
ESP
From her manner, her immodest dress,
He could read the girl’s mind, more or less…
Yes, I fancy a fuck,
So why not try your luck?
Should he risk an indecent caress?
Candy is dandy
The priest, watching her licking her lolly,
Thought “What a good looker, by golly!
To squeeze her young breast…
Sin which ought be confessed…
And to fuck her! God! That would be jolly!
Beyond reasonable doubt
God! she thought, with sigh and a pout.
Can the fool of a man be in doubt?
Has he no common sense?
Yes! She fucking consents!
Must she bend over, spread ’em and shout!
Gift of the gods
Her long legs, slender hips, her taut flank…
Which beneficent god should he thank?
Her insouciant grin…
Such a joy to be in!
And that pert little bottom to spank!
To boldly go…
She says yes, though she isn’t that keen…
He can fuck her where no man has been…
Other girls do it, right?
Oh God! Ouch! It’s so tight!
Is he doing it just to be mean?
Asking nicely
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!”
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!”