She seductively, slowly disrobes,
Her hands cup her pink, pendulous globes,
She winks, pouts at the glass,
Smacks herself on the arse,
Parts her cunt lips, rubs, flutters and probes.
Category: AO
Adults only
Fate
“Oh my goodness! That’s not fair,” she whined,
Though, by now, she was rather resigned
To a fate worse than death,
She mused, gasping for breath,
As he took her again, from behind!
Don't look now
She bent down, as if pulling her sock up;
He glanced round, then lifted her frock up.
His fly was unzipped,
Her thin panties were ripped;
It was done! What mad fun! What a cock-up!
Rules of engagement
Noble knights and the horseless unbooted
Burned houses and pillaged and looted;
They slaughtered their foes,
Mostly men, I suppose,
Girls and women, of course, they just rooted.
Distressed
When she laughed, her breasts shook in her shirt;
Her bum bounced underneath her short skirt,
When they danced, her tits pressed
On his thundering chest,
And his cock grew so hard that it hurt!
The itch
On the beach, wearing hardly a stitch,
She enjoyed watching men’s crotches twitch;
If he played his cards right,
She would root one tonight,
And she didn’t mind very much which!
Petty crime
Who’d have thought that she’d hold such a grudge?
A quick kiss, just a small lipstick smudge,
A light pat on her bum,
(Well, okay, that was dumb,)
And I did give her left tit a nudge.
Scotch courage
She’d had too much to drink, I suspect,
Which had had the desired effect;
She just sipped at her scotch
While I fondled her crotch,
Her tits too, since she didn’t object!
Wearing the pants
He said “That’s it, my pretty young friend;
Squeeze your tits, pout your lips. Good! Now bend;
You can take off your shirt,
But just lift up your skirt,
And present your appropriate end!”
Natural selection
She embarked on her marital quest
With a truly remarkable zest,
As she, suitor by suitor,
Allowed them to root her,
To work out which one did it best!