What she wants

If she wanted a fuck, which she did,
Even though not much more than a kid…
Naked, there, on his bed
Puffy, wet pussy spread…
Well that’s what she’d damn get…in it slid!

The look

She’s a slut… he could tell at a glance…
Blouse unbuttoned, her “fuck me please” stance…
Perky tits, though just small…
Wouldn’t take much at all
If he wanted to get in her pants. 

Doing is knowing

She was fond of sex, supine or prone, 
With a partner or two, or alone,
Always had been, it seemed…
As a kid, who’d have dreamed?
How she wished now that somehow she’d known!