The policeman was frankly surprised…
She was not, as he’d plainly surmised,
With her small cupcake tits,
And her little pink bits,
Underaged, just a bit undersized.
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Upping the ante
She’d had maybe a glass too much wine
When he said “Babe, your sweet ass is mine!”
Did she scream? Flee in fright,
As a good woman might?
No, she stripped and said “Pussy or asshole? That’s fine.”
Compromise
So… she’d suck him, to keep herself chaste,
Though if caught she’d be shamed and disgraced.
He seemed happy enough…
And she swallowed his stuff…
And in fact came to quite like the taste!
Too much of a good thing
She had truly exceptional hooters,
Poor girl, but attracted no suitors…
The men that she’d met…
Nearest thing she could get,
Were all tit-obsessed, sleazy mad rooters!
Here kitty, kitty
Old enough… only just, young and pretty,
Her titties bite-size, itty-bitty…
Soft cherub-like lips,
Skinny arse, narrow hips…
And a succulent, sweet fluffy kitty!
The mouths of babes
Though her pussy was all too capacious,
It’s piercings crass, ostentatious,
Her tits like balloons,
And her arse like twin moons,
God! Her mouth was superbly fellatious!
What the heck?
She considered it, gave it a peck…
Then she seemed to decide “What the heck?”
Licked it, sucked it a bit,
Rubbed it, lubed with her spit,
And then stuck the whole thing down her neck!
Surrealism
In kids’ teens, with their hormonal surges,
A whole nother creature emerges…
They struggle to deal…
It’s kind of surreal…
With wild, inappropriate urges!
Miss-givings
What on earth does he possibly mean?
Gosh! Whatever it is sounds obscene!
Painful, possibly, too…
What’s a woman to do?
She’s most certainly not a bit keen!
Free will and determinism
Still a virgin, but what are the odds?
The boy’s putting the question.. she nods…
Had she not had a drink,
Maybe… What do you think?
Nah. It’s all in the laps of the gods.