She was much less naive than expected;
She’d rooted around, he suspected.
In fact, so she swore,
He’d once fucked her before,
Not that he himself, though, recollected!
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Reminiscing
“Albert, dear,” she said, reminiscing,
“Apart from the cuddling and kissing,
I rather miss too
Hearing, after we’d screw,
The quite thunderous sound of your pissing!”
Extraordinary circumstances
“Though I don’t root with men, ordinarily,
Just this once, then,” she said merrily.
“Maybe I’m pissed,
But well, since you insist,
I surrender myself voluntarily!”
A sense of occasion
“What a nice juicy cunt,” he said, spitting,
And spreading her lips. “It seems fitting
To throw it a fuck
And, with moderate luck,
Your cute arsehole as well, time permitting.”
Arguing the toss
When he wanted a root, she got cross;
She said “Frankly, I don’t give a toss.
Well, I will, but that’s all,
Or I’ll suck it. Your call.
And if that doesn’t suit you, your loss!”
Counting tricks
Open-armed, open-mouthed, open-legged,
She’d said “Yes! Oh God, Yes!” Almost begged.
Pretty randy, you’d swear,
Bloody open misere,
Then she clammed up, the bitch, and reneged!
Ridden unsaddled
On all fours, harnessed, blinkered and straddled,
Her lovely plump arse being paddled;
With each slap she bucked,
More or less, thus, self- fucked,
And the poor girlie’s wits the more addled!
Less is more
He preferred women supple and slender,
Small-breasted, ambiguous gender,
Tight pussies like thimbles,
Pert arses on gimbals,
Their lips moistly pouting and tender.
The eccentricities of the rich
The princess, known to be somewhat wacky,
Was caught being screwed by some lackey!
Though hushed up, of course,
And despite her remorse,
It did seem, nonetheless, rather tacky.
Double dare
She and Tom, wearin’ nary a stitch,
When her sister walked in, little bitch!
She said “Oohh! What yer doin!
I’m gonna tell Mum, you were screwin’!”
“Fuck you…” Tom said… “too, if you snitch!”