When you reckon you’re going insane
From the loneliness, sadness and pain
When the dark storm clouds loom
And the thunderclaps boom…
Take your clothes off and dance in the rain.
Category: AO
Adults only
Festina lente
His hands groping, they hotly embraced…
“Just a quickie,” he said. “Just a taste!”
“Oh god! Yes!” she said… “Though…
There’s no hurry you know…
Do me slowly, big boy… haste makes waste!”
Al dente
“Kinda sexy, right… hair like a poodle…
Big cock, the whole kit and caboodle,”
She says. “And I’m wet!
Gonna fuck him, you bet!
But his dick’s fucking limp as a noodle!
Porchetta
The consent part was maybe omitted…
By then, but, she’s fuckin’ committed…
One guy down her throat…
Squealin’ like a damn shoat…
‘nother cock up her arse, bein’ spitted!
Money talks
She says “Listen, no need to get cross…
Pay up front, right, and you’re the damn boss…
Fuck me any which way…
But no money, no play…
Be a tight-ass. It’s your fuckin’ loss!”
The moving finger writes
She’s said yes, which is rather exciting…
She’s naked, her posture inviting…
His cock’s hard… but “Wait!
Let me just get this straight…
Your consent… can I get it in writing?”
Avoirdupois
When she’s walking, her big titties bounce…
A good couple pounds each, if an ounce!
Her ass wigglin’ too….
What’s a feller to do?
Fuckin’ stick his hard cock where it counts!
The bisection
All these young girls… It’s rude as it comes…
Walking round with their shorts up their bums!
Thong-strings stuck in their arse…
Well, it shows lack of class…
And the same goes, what’s more, for their mums!
Might versus right
From what little the lass recollected,
She might have been raped, she suspected…
The accent on might…
It had been a big night…
And she possibly hadn’t objected.
Thou shalt not
His mate’s wife… there was lots there to covet…
Just human, he wasn’t above it…
Just get her alone,
Slip the bitch a big bone…
Yep, he reckoned she’d fucking well love it!