Since they hadn’t been caught in the act,
That she’d fucked wasn’t known for a fact.
A more suitable suitor
Was found than the rooter,
Her virtue, he thought, still intact.
Category: AO
Adults only
Goods and services
Certain archaeological data
Suggests sex was once used in barter;
Say rice, a full bag,
For an overnight shag
With the wife, not bad value, pro rata.
The indirect approach
She was knickerless, naked essentially,
Ripe to be rooted, potentially;
One of the chaps
On the dance floor, perhaps ……
She was, too, although only tangentially.
Love, more or less
The girl wasn’t too clever, I guess;
Girls in love will, as ever, say yes.
She thought he loved her too,
Which, of course, wasn’t true,
But he rooted her, nevertheless.
The adverbial proverbial
When she shifted, he picked up a whiff
Of her pussy and, suddenly stiff,
He decided, right then,
That the question was when
He would fuck her, or where, but not if.
In season
It was only a bit of a fling,
A stray root, just a symptom of spring;
Mindless rutting was all,
And she couldn’t recall,
The man’s name, but so what? No big thing!
Repartee
“You have beautiful _______”, (hands) (buttocks) (tits)
He said, fondling her _________. (arm) (bum) (pink bits)
She replied, “Is that so?
_________! (Thank you) (Piss off) (Let go)
Fuck yourself anywhere that it fits!”
The origin of the phrase
Call me cynical, harsh, doubting Thomas,
But girls tend to keep themselves from us;
They flirt and they tease,
Even give it a squeeze,
Then cop out, with a lick and a promise!
Gushing enthusiasm
All he said was,of course, meant to flatter me,
Compliments on my anatomy,
Straight from the heart,
Most of all for the part
Over which semen, later, would spatter me!
Perpetual emotion
She moaned, spasmed; she’d reached fever-pitch,
When she suffered a technical glitch.
It was somewhere inside,
And, as much as she tried,
She could not reach, to turn off the switch!