The tension

Could he not wait a minute? she cursed.
God! Her poor swollen bladder might burst!
Like a bloody balloon!
If he doesn’t come soon,
She’ll… what? Piss on the bastard, at worst.

Slobber

Well, of course, she’s just thrilled to damn bits…
His big grubby damn paws on her tits,
As he slobbers and gropes…
When he fucks her, she hopes
He at least licks her pussy, or spits.

If

She should probably root the bloke, shouldn’t she,
Could, if she wanted to, couldn’t she?
Say he’s her first,
(Just a white lie, at worst).
God! She’d make the poor bastard’s day, wouldn’t she!

Coming of age

The poor boy should have heeded Mum’s warning…
Scared out of his wits, the truth dawning…
An innocent kiss,
And it’s come now to this…
Somehow naked, her wet pussy yawning!