It was funny… she couldn’t recall…
Was he good looking, plain, short or tall?
She was drunk, it was dark,
In some sort of a park,
Her tits pressed up against a brick wall.
Push comes to shove
You’d have thought they might go hand in glove,
But they don’t, not when push comes to shove.
A good fuck’s just a fuck
And its sheer dumb luck
If there’s any suggestion of love.
Equine-imity
She’d assumed that like most guys, he fibs,
And god knows she ain’t one of them squibs…
Yep, he’s big… as a horse…
She still fucked him, of course…
She could feel it poking her ribs!
Affirmative action
Should I fuck him? she thought . Might as well.
He might have a nice cock… who can tell?
Might go down on me too…
I could use a nice screw…
Fuck him, suck him… why not? Yes, I shall.
Trickle down effect
Semen soaking her panties like glue,
Trickling down her leg into her shoe…
She could smell it… could others?
Kids? Other girls’ mothers…
Yeah, maybe, but would they know who?
Thinking of England
He caresses her breast and she sighs,
Turns her head, slowly opens her thighs.
Let him do what he must,
Slake his animal lust…
Tears dampen her firmly closed eyes.
The musk
Pussy musk in the air, a nice whiff…
He slows, glancing around him. Sniff, sniff…
The nice blonde on his right…
Sweet fresh meat, young and tight…
He advances, cock already stiff.
The price
Since his wife put out seldom and meagrely,
Never a smile, never eagerly,
Basil’s eye strayed…
Might his niece, if he paid,
Let him fuck her, albeit illegally
Pipe dream
He smoked opium, dreaming of China,
Him fondling an almond-eyed minor,
Caressing her breast,
Her sweet bum, last and best…
Her petite oriental vagina!
Tin god
Self styled guru, his own weird sect…
After dinner he’d smugly select
A young girl, maybe two,
To lay hands on and screw…
When you’re god, they can hardly object!