He begins to sweet-talk her, to coax,
Just one more of his practical jokes…
The deception seems small
But she swallows it all.
She looks up, and he laughs, and she chokes!
Category: AO
Adults only
Going forward
She’d said yes, although under duress;
When he’d done, though, she had to confess
It had been rather fun,
Once the fuck had begun,
Never mind that the sheets were a mess!
The loophole
Christian women, God’s virgins, rejoice!
For small blessings, give thanks, raise your voice!
No, of course you can’t screw
As unsaved women do…
There’s still buggery though… It’s your choice!
All sinners great and small
In her innocence, Mary, God bless her,
One Friday night asked her confessor,
“If fucking’s a sin…
To not put it all in…
Or to suck it… which sin is the lesser?”
Overawed
Her attire was skin-tight and skimpy;
To not chat her up would be wimpy.
His mates urged him to,
But he couldn’t say boo,
And his cock had gone suddenly limpy.
Best laid plans
Her tits joggled and swayed, unsupported;
His eyes goggled, watching, and watered!
He jerked himself sore,
Would have liked to do more,
But she screamed, and his scheming was thwarted.
Two in the bush
She’d somehow, just instinctively, known,
Whether supine or kneeling or prone,
Two was better than one,
Being screwed much more fun
Than her finger at home on her own!
Catholic tastes
She’d root anything vaguely mammalian,
Animal, vegetable, alien,
Man, woman, boy,
Flesh and blood or a toy,
Sometimes even a docile Australian.
A smattering of applause
Staring gob-smacked, the poor randy fool,
Stands there happily jerking his tool.
She pretends not to see,
And continues to pee,
While his mouth and his penis both drool.
Shagworthy
Although skinny, her knees and wrists knobbly,
Her tits are humungous and wobbly,
And though not a slag,
If you ask for a shag,
Though she’ll grumble, she’ll still say yes, prob’ly.