Could his penis have been any shorter?
At best, like, an inch and a quarter!
She understood why
Her mum skipped with that guy…
Well, he ain’t fuckin’ me!” thought his daughter!
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Via crucis
He was rightly, he felt, quite enraged;
Her seduction, so artfully staged,
When it came to the crux,
Came to nothing! It sucks!
Seems the bitch was goddam underaged!
Seizing the moment
“Does it tickle? It’s more, kind of, prickly,
But still… rather nice!” she said thickly.
Oh God! it’s so good!
Do whatever you would…
But whatever you do, do it quickly!”
Offal
“It ain’t what I expected,” she gripes.
“I don’t mind being rooted, but cripes!
It just doesn’t seem fair,
That you’ve stuck it in there,
Where the sun never shines, in me tripes!”
Taking the vow
A young priest, once frocked up and anointed,
Must find himself quite disappointed,
Not getting to screw
Little sluts (though some do),
Perky titted and flexible jointed.
Sleepless
Cheap motel, kept awake by the sound
Of girl’s pussies all night being ground,
Some for pay, some for play,
More the latter, he’d say,
Easy come by, in small towns, he’s found.
Suggestibility
She was game enough, (fucking excluded),
But, once drunk, was swiftly denuded,
And rooted, what’s more,
Hot to trot, once she saw,
When he dropped his pants, what then protruded!
Perversity
She’d been wondering which would be worse…
When he rooted her, boy, did she curse!
Being ravished by force,
Bad enough, quite, of course,
Not her pussy though… quite the reverse!
Lucky dip
“Fuck!” she thought. “Well God knows I ain’t picky…
Thank God, though, it’s only a quickie!
He ain’t all that cute,
But a root’s still a root,
And that cock! Don’t it take the damn biccie!”
Anonymity
Being tied up, though somewhat annoying,,
She found herself rather enjoying.
And blindfolded too!
Being fucked by… guess who?
(Even what he or she was employing!)