Seemed whatever she did turned out crooked
Life pretty much had her damn snookered!
She’d waitressed, parked cars,
Picked up men in rough bars,
Then thought “Fuck it!”, and just straight-out hookered.
Understood
To think of the men she’s been under;
The bluster and storm, blood and thunder…
So fucking absurd!
That she lately preferred
A nice woman, well, small bloody wonder!
Liquid sequins
A third cousin, or somehow related,
She’d got drunk one night and fellated,
Had come on her dress,
(What an ungodly mess!)
His apology gruff and belated.
A girl has her limits
“I do hope that you don’t misconstrue
Me,” she said. “Though you’re quite a good screw,
Well, three times is enough!
We could do other stuff…
Maybe go to the pub for a brew?”
Temporary insanity
To have fucked her, of course, was insanity!
Still, it had tickled his vanity.
So young and hot!
Well, how could a man not?
Just the way of the world, and humanity!
No-no
Certain no-nos should just be exempted!
She’d stripped off, which rather pre-empted
The fact of consent.
Young and sweet, heaven-sent!
Oh, indeed, he was quite sorely tempted!
In the moment
Ain’t no substitute, right, for the feeling;
A girl, her tits dangling, she’s kneeling,
Her cunt chock-a-block
On the end of your cock,
Hot and sweaty and bucking and squealing!
Nice package
Bloody hell! Did it it get any better?
Big tits bulging under her sweater,
That camel-toe too!
And her pussy, he knew,
Couldn’t possibly be any wetter!
Messy
There she knelt, naked, tits and face splattered
With cum, make-up streaked, her hair matted!
Though who could she tell…
All those men! She felt, well,
Sort of special, and sexy, and flattered!
Silver lining
“He damn raped me!” she said, with a pout.
“Yeah, alright, I’d gone so long without,
That I didn’t say no,
But not yes, either, though!
Still, I guess, it at least broke the drought!”