Pushing forty, but quite well-preserved,
She came on in a manner reserved,
But then did things in bed
Which confirmed what was said;
The term “slut” did seem richly deserved!
Category: PG
Parental guidance recommended
The aesthete
When he looked at girls’ breasts, a paralysis
Gripped him, but then, on analysis,
Later, alone,
(Had the poor girl but known),
He decided the best tits were Alice’s.
The bridal waltz
The bride whispered of pleasures in store;
An erection he couldn’t ignore
Strained his pants at the seams,
Though, except in their dreams,
Neither party had done it before!
It adds up
In seduction, a girl may be dumb,
Yet get by, with this quick rule of thumb:
If a man likes her scent,
He’s a hundred percent
To just love how she twitches her bum!
Hindsight
Half-awake, as she heard her sheets rustle,
She smiled, thinking “What a smooth hustle!
So good, while it lasted,
The smooth-talking bastard!
Next time, he’ll get more of a tussle!”
Amore
Dice lei, “Caro, come ti amo!
Benche non sei il primo, diciamo
Tu sei il migliore
Facendo l’amore,
Adesso, poi, abbracciamo!”
Outflanked
It was low-cut, revealing, and white;
Her breasts threatened to fall out, and might.
He hitched up her lace gown,
Laid her bum-up, face-down,
And she gave in with hardly a fight!
Those whom God hath joined together
She’d split many a marriage asunder,
Which was, of course, small cause for wonder;
Well, not to those matrons,
Whose husbands were patrons,
Whose bellies she’d damply been under!
Remarkability
She did things with her body that bordered
On bad taste, extreme and, well, sordid.
But honestly though,
I’m just dying to know
How she managed those tricks men applauded!
Undertow
Father Davies, the priest at All Hallows,
Red-faced, wheezing loud as a bellows,
Plunged deep into sin,
(He thought all the way in),
Though, as yet, he but dipped in the shallows.