He pulled out of her, started to shrivel.
She thought it would only be civil
To thank her, at least,
(Bloody ungrateful beast),
Say he loved her, and all of that drivel!
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Object of desire
Softly rounded, delightfully curved,
Unaware she was being observed,
Not quite all-over tanned…
The boy came in his hand…
Which was more than the bastard deserved!
Role model
Tied spread-eagle, by ankle and wrist,
She can’t do much but buck, writhe and twist.
He pulls out, changes hole…
Shocked, she slips out of rôle,
And she smiles and says “If you insist!”
Impersonal
Blindfold, gag, tethered ankle and wrist,
Fucked with dildos, his cock and his fist,
Never knowing his name,
As she whimpered and came,
Never spoken to softly or kissed.
Sloven
“Think I care what I look like?” she shrugs,
Tee-shirt hugging her big droopy dugs,
Yoga pants up her snatch,
As she gives it a scratch,
Slouching round in her greasy old Uggs.
Pause for thought
Pussy gaping, bedraggled, cum-spattered,
Her underwear torn off and tattered,
She lay there and mused…
Had she just been abused?
And if so, in the end, if it mattered.
Thor 1
As he came, with a thunderous roar,
The poor nymph being rooted by Thor
Muttered “Greek god or not,
I’m fair done with this lot,
And that fucking dyke, Sapho, what’s more!
Thor 2
When he came, Thor, the Greek god of thunder
Fair ripped the nymph’s pussy asunder!
The noise and the lightning,
What’s more, was damn fright’ning.
Poor thing! Was it worth it, I wonder?
Bloody women!
When her period comes, she gets grumpy,
Her tits swollen, tender and lumpy,
She swears at the kid,
And of course, God forbid,
Ain’t no chance of no damn rumpy-pumpy!
All creatures great and small
The poor guy, his cock laughably short,
Couldn’t do things that proper men ought,
Not with women at least…
But a bird or a beast
Served his needs, gerbils, things of that sort.