Pretty pussy, with just enough fluff…
Keep it up, he might just call her bluff!
Little tits, sly pink tongue…
She thinks, being too young,
He won’t fuck her… Well fuck, baby, tough!
Category: AO
Adults only
Devil may care
It’s too big! What the fuck? Does she care
The guy’s hung like a horse… fuckin yeah!
That’s not sayin, of course,
That she’s fucked a damn horse,
But she might maybe, just for a dare!
The tilt of the kilt
“Och aye lad,” said Jock, patting his sporran.
“She’s bonny, that lass, though she’s foreign.
Big titties tae squeeze,
Honkin’ nipples bejeez!
And a fud like a wee rabbit warren!”
Her shyness
Tits like melons, her pubic hair lush,
Wearing nought, but a smile and a blush…
“Wanna fuck me?” she said,
Eyes averted, face red…
“If you want, like… maybe… like, no rush.”
Black
Oozing lust, quite the sexual maven,
Big natural tits, cunt unshaven…
Moist lips pout apart
Pussy hair and her heart,
Wild, untamed, and as black as a raven!
Wench, for the use of
Being drunk, of course, didn’t excuse it…
An offer too good to refuse… it
Was wrong, and he knew…
She was too young to screw…
But who’d know, he thought… Use it or lose it!
Methode champenoise
Though unfailingly proper, and charming,
The size of his cock was alarming!
Despite being nude,
And about to be screwed…
The expensive champagne, though, was calming.
The silly season
In an excess of mad festive folly,
Stark naked, there, under the holly,
Damn randy, well pissed,
In the mood to be kissed,
Or be fucked perhaps… That would be jolly!
Miss givings
Her surrender successfully bartered,
Consent given, less than wholehearted,
Consumed still with dread
Nude, she lay on his bed,
Like the virgin she was , to be martyred.
The gift horse
With a wink and a grin, the girl beckoned.
“Your mate’s done. You wanna go second?”
Well, what a good sport…
And a pretty good sort…
For a slut… Yep, he’d fuck her, he reckoned.