Naked, down on the floor, on all fours,
She said “Don’t think that girls are all whores,
But, look, just for tonight,
You can have me, alright?
Fuck me! Do what you like! I’m all yours!”
Animal magnetism
“What a hairy brute! Breath bloody foul!”
She thought, wary, suppressing a scowl.
A bit strange, by repute,
But a bloody good root…
As he came, with a lycanthrope howl!
Respectability
To maintain, or seem to, self-respect,
She did hesitate, vaguely object,
But stripped off like a shot,
Gave him head, the whole lot,
So quite fancied a fuck, I suspect!
Plied and pliable
Plied with sherry, she started to totter.
She felt inexplicably hotter,
Began to undress.
She may well have said yes,
Perhaps not, if he’d asked her, the rotter!
Heat
In the tropics, girls’ pussies are humid,
Men’s cocks dangle heavy and tumid;
Folks fuck day and night,
(Perhaps not, if they’re white),
At least so it’s reliably rumoured!
Daddy dearest
Hurt and scandalised, weeping, she trembled,
Her clothing, at least, reassembled.
Dad said “Sorry, chum,
I thought you were your mum,”
Who, in fairness, she rather resembled.
Not on target
“At the risk of appearing a nark,”
She said, “darling, I know that it’s dark;
It might feel the same
But, I’m sorry, your aim
Is an inch or so wide of the mark!”
A bone to pick
She protested he didn’t damn own her,
If other men wanted to phone her!
He had to agree,
But the thing was, you see,
He just wanted her body, to bone her!
Stretching the truth
Fuck!” she said to her friend, “I’m no squib,
But his cock was enormous, no fib!
Dislocated my jaw,
Wrecked my pussy! What’s more,
I suspect that it’s busted my rib!”
Taking charge of the situation
“My good man, must you be so obtuse?
Can’t you see my cunt’s dripping with juice?”
She exclaimed. “That’s the trick!
Stick that lovely big prick
Where the damn thing will be of most use!”