Conscience nagged, but the girl wasn’t listening,
Naked, her cunt wet and glistening.
Barely of age,
And naive, still, to gauge,
By the look on her face at the christening!
Category: AO
Adults only
Momentum
A man’s cock has a happy propensity,
Quickly, to increase in density,
Length, girth and weight,
To more readily mate,
With enhanced impact, depth and intensity.
Samson and Delilah
Samson’s downfall was rooting Delilah,
That Philistine slut! That defiler!
Cunt-struck, drunk and smitten,
Shaved, weak as a kitten,
They found him. No whore was there viler!
Giving head
When Salome let slip her last veil,
Drunk Herod, a red-blooded male,
Said “Fuck! That was great!
Here’s John’s head on a plate!”
Sex and booze, women know, never fail.
Buyer beware
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.
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!