Agent 007, James Bond;
Queen and country, above and beyond.
Saves the world,
Roots the girl,
D’you think it’s a cock or a wand?
Author: pete
Testing her limits
Black boys’ cocks! Halfway down their damn thighs!
Why don’t white boys have peckers that size?
Would a black penis fit
In her little white slit?
Well, she won’t ever know, till she tries!
Try before you buy
All those dildos! Which one should she buy?
Maybe this one! So big! My oh my!
“Will it fit in your cunt?”
Asked the guy out the front
“Want to unwrap it, give it a try?”
Monkey business
Bloody jungle! A bloody great sauna!
Jane, bored, rooted some of the fauna.
She’d liked chimpanzees,
Grunting, down on her knees,
The gorilla’s dick, sadly, had torn her.
The flesh is weak
Just an idler, a sponger, a layabout,
Someone with whom, though, to play about,
Do anything,
Just a holiday fling,
To have something to go home and pray about!
Inside the mind of a MILF
Though to fuck him, of course, would be folly,
She thought it might be rather jolly.
So handsome, so young,
So impressively hung!
And his hand down her knickers, by golly!
Well drilled
He was knackered, drained dry, getting sore,
But the woman still cried out for more!
And well! What do you know?
Hard again! One more go!
Fourth time? Fifth? Who the fuck’s keeping score?
Protestations of love
Well, of course, in the course of events,
She got screwed. It was pretty intense!
All his talk about love;
Well, fuck! Heavens above!
It was hard to take too much offence.
Fashionista
Yeah, she knows anal’s cool, all the fashion,
But when he first tried, she went ashen,
And told him “Fuck! No!”
Now she does it, although
With her teeth gritted, not with great passion.
First things first
Love and sex go together, ideally;
Know the girl’s name, at least, clearly.
Sometimes though, like,
It’s like riding a bike,
Just a fuck, and who gives a fuck, really?