His true motive, at last, was revealed!
She vowed, though, this time she’d not yield,
Not like once before!
She’d get up off the floor,
Where she, naked and giggling, now kneeled.
Category: PG
Parental guidance recommended
Bedevilled
By libidinous frenzy bedevilled,
In men’s lustful longings she revelled,
Like real-life porn!
She’d arrive home at dawn,
Panties lost, tipsy, giggling, dishevelled.
Presumption of innocence
She was grown-up enough, he presumed,
For that fate to which soon she was doomed…
“Worse than death”, as they say!
If asked, what would she say?
Better not! His caresses resumed.
Love-birds
On her porch, they would kiss and canoodle,
She’d fondle his kit and caboodle!
In all kinds of weathers
He’d ruffle her feathers;
She’d coo, while she played yankee-doodle!
Thy rod and thy staff
While she chanted the twenty-third psalm,
Her bare arse felt the sting of the palm
Of the priest. With each slap
Something stirred in his lap,
To her ever-increasing alarm!
Ridiculous notion
She perused his hard, glistening shaft,
Sized it up, rolled her eyes, and she laughed!
“Put that thing in my what?
I should think bloody not!
Damn! A woman would have to be daft!
The fish in the sea
Cupcake-breasted, petite, elfin-faced?
Or more earthy, tits down to her waist?
Does she need to be wooed?
Is she sluttish and crude?
In the end, it all comes down to taste!
Opportunity and motive
The alleged rape, milord, is plain fiction,
The handcuffs, the gag, the restriction
Of movement and speech,
Just a game, played by each;
All good fun! Not the stuff for conviction!
The missionary position
Though he’s threatened to sue us for libel;
Despite what it says in the Bible,
A young dusky maid
Turned his head, I’m afraid;
He forgot about God and went tribal!
Bewitched
The poor chap was completely bewitched,
By her voice, so seductively pitched,
By the way her breasts swayed,
(Which his hard cock betrayed),
And the way, when she walked, her arse twitched!