In the rose garden, barely concealed,
Bare-arsed, in the grass where she kneeled,
The gardener’s prick
In her hand, long and thick…
“Get it in me, for God’s sake!” she squealed.
What?
She got naked, got down in a squat,
Mirror tilted, to see what was what…
Bushy hair, fleshy lips,
Shiny, wet, pearly drips
On her fingers of something like snot.
Blanket stitch
Caught red-handed, she had to own up…
“”You can save that for when you’re grown up!”
Said her mother, harsh, blunt.
“Keep your hands off your cunt,
If you don’t want to have it sewn up!”
Hardship
“Do it harder!” she cried. “Fuck me puce!
If you can’t make me come, what’s the use?”
“Babe, I’m tryin’, you know…
Might be easier though,
If your cunt wasn’t so fuckin’ loose!”
Ennui
She surfs porn. She knows all the damn tricks…
If she ever gets hold of boys pricks…
Not fifteen, young and restless,
Annoyingly breastless,
Just fingers and toys for her kicks.
Sideshow Alley
Sideshow Alley, the geeks and the gimps…
Through a tent flap an illicit glimpse
Of a girl being screwed
By a dog… he’s no prude,
But such sights ain’t for pussies n wimps!
Pout
Her short dress, riding up on her hips…
She bends down… pussy pout… puffy lips!
Does she know? Does she care?
(She’s in fact quite aware
Of the rattle of unzipping zips!)
Like it or lump it
“Well,” he said. “You damn pert little strumpet,
I guess you can like it or lump it!
Bend down, open wide,
Suck me while I decide…
Your sweet arse, or your buttery crumpet!”
Skin to skin
A few drinks… get undressed… skin to skin…
Fuck her pussy, slow like, to begin…
Cunt, arse, mouth… check, check, check…
Get his cock down her neck,
Bounce his big hairy balls on her chin!
Slave 2
This cunt, fuck-hole, slut, bitch, fuck-meat, whore,
Though her pussy and arse are red raw,
On her hands and her knees,
Begs her Master to please,
Fuck her harder and whip her some more.