She said, pouting, “You’re such a big bully!”
And stroked her groin, dark, strange and wooly.
“Alright! I give in!
You can have me! You win!”
As she opened herself to him fully.
Category: AO
Adults only
Enchanted
“I do hope you won’t take me for granted,
A poor girl, in love and enchanted,
Who couldn’t say no…
You bedazzled me so…
Harder! God! Yes! Yes! Harder!” she panted.
Poor Mum
“Oh my God! My poor Mum would be shocked!”
She exclaimed, as their joined bodies rocked.
“Look at me, bold as brass!”
She said, squeezing his arse,
With her legs round his back tightly locked.
Slut
She was known around town as a slut;
The false charge got her right in the gut!
Yeah, she did like a shag…
Did that make her a slag?
She was awfully good at it, but!
Post hoc, ergo propter hoc
To have screwed him she must have been mad!
But was nonetheless glad that she had.
She’d just wanted a root,
Didn’t love the big brute…
Well… perhaps… yes… she did… just a tad.
Kate and Jane
Kate and Jane have a similar figure;
(Kate’s tits are perhaps a bit bigger.)
They’re equally cute,
And they both love a root,
Although Jane, perhaps, roots with more vigour!
Hush, hush, whisper who dares
Though she wasn’t allowed out with boys,
She contented herself with her toys;
She’d kiss Mummy goodnight,
Then she’d switch off the light
And soon come, with a whimpering noise.
Under their noses
When girls cheat on men under their noses,
Men’s love makes them blind, one supposes;
They might look like wrecks,
Bodies reeking of sex,
And yet still keep on coming up roses!
Big-hootered
She was pretty, broad-hipped and big-hootered,
A slut, or at least thus reputed,
But looks are deceptive;
She wasn’t receptive,
Would not, indeed could not, be rooted!
The gasp
He unfastened her brassiere clasp;
She emitted a small startled gasp.
But the next part was best,
When he licked at each breast,
With a tongue like a hot, fleshy rasp.