Just a chorus girl, yeah, but a trouper!
Gives great head. Well natch. Which is super!
Kicks on too, backstage;
Fucks damn good, for her age,
Get her drunk, even up her damn pooper!
Category: AO
Adults only
The light of day
She’d have thought she’d have some sort of warning,
But no… comprehension still dawning,
She’s woken up nude,
Sticky, recently screwed,
In his bed, and it’s already morning!
X rated
Public sex? God forbid! Not his style!
What a trollop, he thought, with a smile!
Bloody tits out and all!
In the the theatre stall!
Now she’s wanting to fuck in the aisle!
Punch and Judy
His hand moved to her pussy, to cup it,
But then, in a trice, it was up it!
The bastard just smirked,
While she squealed and jerked
On his fist, like some damn silly puppet!
Sight for sore eyes
Lovely bosom, well-rounded behind;
Well, a fellow would have to be blind,
Not to stare, just a bit,
Not get hard, not admit
To the thoughts such an arse brought to mind!
The best of times, the worst of times
In the chaos and civil unrest,
She was found one day, dazed and undressed,
How, she couldn’t explain,
Being screwed, in a lane,
By a stranger, in fact, she confessed.
The path of least resistance
All the arguing, tears and stress;
So much easier just to say yes!
Hesitate, just for form,
To conform to the norm,
And then grab his damn cock and undress!
Putting her money where her mouth is
Did he need to be bloody invited?
Blow job? She’d have been damn delighted!
But no. Stand in line.
Just a fuck would be fine,
If her love must remain unrequited.
Skewed logic
“I’m a virgin,” she whispered demurely.
Kissing could not hurt though, surely?
Touching her, there?
She, in fact, didn’t care
If he finished up fucking her, screwily.
The truth about Helen of Troy
“Oh my God, Paris darling!” sighed Helen.
“Your cock! You must cum by the gallon!
I want it, of course!
My own big Trojan horse!
I don’t care if I split like a melon!”