He’d seduce girls, then leave while they slept,
Couldn’t bear to be there when they wept,
For lost love, for divorce,
And their panties, of course…
Which he put in his pocket and kept.
Category: AO
Adults only
Close encounter of the first kind
It was moist, pink, off-putting a bit,
Like a plump fig, so ripe it had split.
It was dripping with juice,
But what possible use?
Taste it? Poke it? His finger might fit.
The line in the sand
It had all been completely unplanned,
She could not, in fact, quite understand
How she came, now, to be
Naked, over his knee,
As her arse felt the flat of his hand!
The silk road
Disbelieving, she heard the silk rip;
Her eyes widened, she bit on her lip,
And, heart thumping, breath bated,
She anticipated
The hiss and the sting of the whip.
The ties that bind
She was head-over-heels, besotted;
Thank goodness the ropes were well knotted!
They say love is blind,
And she didn’t much mind
If she stood for it, lay down or squatted!
Breeding
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.
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?”