The poor girl couldn’t quite understand,
(Though, of course, he’d have had it all planned),
How she came to be nude,
On her back, being screwed,
By some subterfuge, some sleight of hand!
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Fox and hounds
The hunt cancelled; too wet to be riding,
His lordship, besotted, presiding,
Called “Wench! You be the fox!
Tally ho! Out with cocks!
Her poor pussy, once caught, took a hiding!
The cut of his jib
A trained eye, she could tell at a glance,
From his stance, and the cut of his pants,
All about a man’s prick…
Was it long? Was it thick?
If he felt like a bit of romance!
A different yardstick
“Well!” he crowed. “That was awfully good!”
“Do you think so?” she said. “Well, you would!
But I must beg to differ;
The larger, the stiffer,
The better! So I’d understood.”
The power of positive thinking
Like replacing a cork, bit by bit,
Lots of grunting and plenty of spit,
He at last got it in,
Bone to bone, skin to skin,
Though she’d thought her poor pussy would split!
Fandango
Mama told her “Child, learn the fandango.”
“Maybe,” she replied. “Where’s the mango?”
“Your mouth,” said her her mum,
“Or your pussy or bum,
Anywhere that he wants to, or can go!”
Moral dilemma
She began to get flustered and stressed,
Once he’d kissed her, and fondled her breast.
Should she give him a suck?
Would he still want to fuck?
Should she go home, or just get undressed?
The centre of attention
Just to tease, drive him wild, to be mean,
Skirt hitched up, so it all could be seen,
She smiled, parted her thighs,
As she watched, as his eyes
Fixed upon the pink parts in between!
Unspeakable desires
Whip or cane, darling? You may select.
Snick-a-snick! Oh! A lovely effect!
What was that , that you said?
Nipple clamps? Nod your head!
And the vibrator too, I suspect!
We are not amused
Being royal has pluses and minuses;
Rooting, one night, late, their highnesses
Made such a din,
The equerry rushed in,
Making noises like clearing his sinuses!