“Your next question, then’s, my place or yours?”
She said. “God! Bloody men are such bores!
There’s the beach, There’s the park,
And it’s pretty much dark,
And I love being rooted outdoors!”
Category: AO
Adults only
Her too
Circumstances however conducive,
To touch her might be called abusive.
The soundest advice…
Not to say she looks nice…
Even rooting her somewhat abusive.
Window dressing
Low cut top, bosom nicely displayed…
The more tit shown, the more she’ll be paid,
Skirt a slim, silken sheath,
Nothing on underneath…
Tits and arse, working girl’s stock in trade
She who hesitates
The discussion was pretty one-sided…
She might… but she hadn’t decided…
Meanwhile she lay spread
On his dank, rumpled bed,
Upon which she was soon subdivided.
If push came to shove
Her ripe body he couldn’t but covet…
He knew in his heart that she’d love it…
Awake, late at night,
He dreamed dreams of her tight
Secret places he wanted to shove it.
Hysteria
She developed a certain hysteria,
Worried about her interior…
Whether sex might,
In the space of a night,
Fill her pussy with germs and bacteria.
Beyond reasonable doubt
Says he’s got a big cock, which I doubt,
She thinks… maybe it should be tried out…
Yep! A monster alright…
In fact so fucking tight,
Pulled her whole fucking cunt inside out!
Done
Look, he said. You’re a pretty cute kid.
If you want a damn fuck, (which she did),
Spread your pussy, okay?
And she rushed to obey,
Cherry something of which to be rid.
Weird
Wow! she thought. This is all pretty weird!
Hair matted, cum-spattered, cum-smeared…
Cunt, tits, ears, eyes,
And still all of these guys
Kept on coming and high-fived and cheered!
Undeterred
Drunk and dizzy, her vision was blurred…
She said no, but it came out all slurred…
Well, he should still have known,
From her screaming alone…
But perhaps he might just not have heard.