He’d just chuckled a bit, and they’d squabbled;
He’d laughed at the way her arse wobbled
When wearing high heels.
“Just think how it feels!”
She sobbed, as she tottered and hobbled.
Author: pete
First time lucky
“We’ll that wasn’t too bad!” she’d said, brightly.
“Tight fit, but it only hurt slightly!”
Still, though, a bit shocked
That he’d gone off half-cocked…
Half-way in… so she’d been let off lightly.
Post-diluvian pragmatism
“Well, it’s just been that way since the ark,”
He said pensively. Puzzling remark.
“Boy and girl, two by two;
The main thing is the screw.”
It rang true, though, she thought, although stark.
Prudence
Puckered nipples, small breasts, sweet and biteable!
Clitoris twitchy, excitable!
Too young though, hence
It might cause her offence,
Which might also, alas, be indictable!
Sniffing her tail
A cute pussy, so fluffy and sweet!
Friendly too, and distinctly on heat!
But is being in season
A good enough reason
For being gang banged in the street?
The whole sex thing
Self-possessed, poised, refined, upper crust;
The whole sex thing, though, left her non-plussed!
Must one do it unclothed?
Need one not be betrothed?
She undressed, nonetheless, though she fussed!
Hope springs eternal
Champagne pussy, but just beer budget!
No clue what to do, but he’d fudge it!
He gave her a wink
And he bought her a drink;
If he asked now, she couldn’t begrudge it!
No illusions
Fucking’s fucking, she thought, crude and graceless,
That romance crap totally baseless.
When in the right mood
She quite liked being screwed,
Though the men that she rooted were faceless.
Au naturelle
It was plain, once her tits were unholstered,
They’d never been surgically bolstered.
Her arse, he could feel,
Was bouncy and real!
Good Lord! How that girl was uphostered!
Familiarity V contempt
Yes, he’d rooted her (rather delightful),
To show that he could, (which was spiteful),
To prove her a slut,
Which he had, of course, but
They were sort of in love, which was frightful!