Pronation

She was prone to do things that she shouldn’t
She’d try to resist (though she couldn’t)…
Until… or unless
She felt moved to undress
And fuck men in ways other girls wouldn’t!

A bridge too far

Miffed, she glared at him, brows pinched, lips pursed…
“Get it out of my arsehole!” she cursed.
“Fucking accident? Right!
Was it not fucking tight?
You at least could have fucking spat first!”

The new

Once an innocent, long since defiled,
She’d become quite outrageous and wild…
Men just men, sex just fun,
Nothing she hadn’t done,
Or if not yet, soon would have, she smiled. 

Peek-a-boo

When she she showers, she knows that he peeps…
He comes into her room while she sleeps…
Though he’s just her kid brother,
Still, somehow or other,
It just kind of gives her the creeps.