Young and tasty, a sexual treat,
Though he treated her just as fresh meat…
A commodity, food,
To be toyed with and screwed,
To poke, prod, nibble, lick, taste and eat.
Liquidity
At the flash of a hundred buck note,
She said ‘Whatcha want, baby? Deep throat?
Pussy, ass, the whole lot?
Tie me up? Shit, why not?
Yeah, whatever the fuck floats your boat!
Right and left
Young and gorgeous, deliciously ripe…
Yep a definite fucking right swipe,
So he gave it a go…
She could only say no…
Which she did… guess he wasn’t her type.
Indifferent
“I’m aware people call me a whore,
But I don’t give a damn anymore…
And if you think so too…”
She said… “Probably do…
You’re quite welcome to stick in your oar.”
Zen and the art of menstrual cycle maintenance
God, she thought, like, what is it with men?
No perspective, no concept of zen!
They just see girls as cunts,
To be fucked, not just once
But again and again and again
Akimbo
Just a big-titted, sex-crazy bimbo,
Her mind on vacation, in limbo…
That guy in the suit
Might be up for a root,
She thinks, licking her lips, legs akimbo.
Roped in
She tried hard to get free, but… faint hope…
She agreed, so she’ll just have to cope…
Let him fuck her, be done,
Have his sick, nasty fun…
Her own fault… give a girl enough rope!
Creation
It’s a marvel how girls are designed,
One snug hole at the front, one behind,
And their tits, big or small…
(Tits are tits, bless em all!)
Built to fuck, bugger, things of that kind.
Gentility
Vulgar man! To have been so damn blunt!
To have said that she had a nice cunt…
Why not “flower” or “rose”…
Even “pussy”? God knows!
And she nude, nervous… what an affront!
Butt out
How much more can a gal’s pussy take…
And her asshole as well, for godsake?
And her mouth and her throat…
Fuckin horny damn goat!
“Have a rest,” she sighed.” “Gimme a break!”