Stop! she shouted, and then even chillier,
Sir, you are over-familiar.
Fair go, he said.
We’re halfway into bed,
And a nice friendly root wouldn’t kill ya!
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The urgency of love
She thought only of sex. So apalling!
Love, then, this in which she was falling?
Her breast ached with lust;
She would fuck him! She must!
God! How whorish! She’d missed her damn calling!
Not very gallant
He escorted her home from the gala,
The concert by young Mister Mahler.
She’d drunk too much wine…
The unscrupulous swine
Fucked her senseless, poor thing, in the parlour!
Vertical smile
He bent closer and sniffed it and peered:
A mouth with an upside-down beard!
Pink, squishy and soft;
The lips moved when she coughed.
It was all quite decidedly weird!
Interface problem
Their relationship, once in the pink…
Lots of sex, all it took was a wink…
They still rooted, and stuff,
But it wasn’t enough;
They just sort of, like, felt out of sync.
Donating her body to science
It was not his intent to besmirch
The good name of the girl, though the church,
Of course, turned her away.
She was just a good lay;
It was more in the way of research!
Broken in
Well he knew she was no longer chaste;
She’d been screwed and abandoned, disgraced…
That she’d rooted some toff,
Not one bit put him off;
Such sweet crumpet should ne’er go to waste!
Best by
She had plenty a man could admire;
Her arse, tits, in fact the entire
Damn lot! She was hot!
Not to mention her twat!
And her use-by date due to expire!
Open minded
She said “Let’s get it out in the open;
I don’t mind your squeezin’ and gropin’,
Your prick, always stiff.
Damn! Stick it in, if
It might lead to a weddin’, I’m hopin’.”
Lubricity
She said “Maybe it might be more betterer,
Wait till my pussy gets wetter, huh?
Suck on my tit,
Rub a bit on my clit,
Or there’s vaseline, butter et cetera.”