Those who’ve screwed her, or been given head agree,
All those who’ve been in her bed agree,
Though she’s a bitch,
Though she wear not a stitch,
She’s still, plainly, a bitch of good pedigree.
Category: AO
Adults only
Madonna
Long loose labia, looping like frills,
Make him hard, make him sweat, give him chills;
Heavy, full, low-slung breasts,
Lolling languid on chests,
From which warm, nutty mother’s milk spills!
Clammy
Slender, sloe-eyed, she looked sort of elfish…
Entranced, and by nature unselfish,
He gave her a screw,
Then went down on her too,
And her cunt tasted rather like shell-fish!
Erotic tableau
They were nestled together like spoons,
Her bare bum like two bright, shiny moons,
His huge prick in between;
(This is getting obscene),
Like those Japanese porno cartoons!
Mitigation
Charged with riot and mayhem and mutiny,
Facing the judge’s harsh scrutiny,
What could he say,
When His Honour said “Pray,
Those dark maids in the East, did you root any?”
The beast within
Notwithstanding the girl’s brisk rebuff,
He gave in to an urge to be rough;
He tore off her nice dress;
She would later confess,
Though she’d cried, she could not get enough!
Boner
The man’s penis was long, straight and narrow;
Her legs in his hands, like a barrow.
His cock, like a lance,
In this strenuous stance,
Drove her wild, filled and thrilled to the marrow!
The blossoming
She decided she must grasp the nettle,
Just praying her frayed nerves would settle,
And felt, in the holding,
Her body unfolding;
Each labium like a pink petal!
It's a chill wind
As he hitched up her skirt hem, she laughed,
“Oh! My goodness! A sudden cold draft!”
The breeze ruffled the hair
On her never-mind-where,
Which he parted forthwith, with his shaft!
Shock and awe
There he stood, with his trousers half-mast;
She stared, goggle-eyed, gob-smacked, aghast!
His cock, big as her arm!
(It could do a girl harm!)
And all hers! No-one else’s! At last!