The had sex in a run-down motel;
It was sordid, all kiss and no tell:
They did things in that room
There was nobody whom
She could trust well enough to go tell.
Author: pete
Decline and fall
He could sense her resistance was crumbling;
Hands, trembling, with zippers were fumbling.
She groped for his prick;
Her vagina felt slick;
“Do it now! Do it hard!” she was mumbling.
Naive
When he kissed her, she didn’t object:
Being innocent, didn’t suspect
That he’d want to do more,
On the couch, and the floor,
Or its rather delightful effect!