She was young, she was buxom and cute.
Too young or not? That remains moot.
She was ripe and full-grown,
With a will of her own
And a talent for mischief to boot!
Tag: age of consent
Tits and ribs
Young and pretty, she’s all tits and ribs…
She’s eighteen she says… probably fibs…
Naked, standing there smirking
And watching them jerking…
“Fuck yeah!” says his mate. “Bags first dibs!”
The age of consent
Around sixteen girls go off the rails,
Start hanging around with young males,
And smoking and drinking,
And constantly thinking
Of juvenile cocks up their tails.
Impatience
She decided that when she was grown,
With no need anymore to postpone
Things she wanted to do,
Like, for instance, to screw,
She’d leave no cock unfucked or unblown.
A tight spot
Seemed he’d got himself in a tight spot…
If she told … though he hoped she might not…
She’d seemed willing, he thought…
Even if he were caught…
Her damn pussy was fucking white-hot!
Cheek
She was legal, though just… little brat!
Sexy arse, though her chest was still flat…
She said ” Give me a kiss!”
He said “No… Suck on this!”
And she sucked pretty good, too, at that!
The Spanish Imposition
Though he said “I don’t want to impose…”
He intended to do so, God knows!
He’d quite like, if he might,
To perhaps stay the night…
At the prospect of which her blood froze!
You bet!
If to fuck her was rape, she’d abetted;
Young passions, at long last, unfettered!
She’d sucked his damn prick,
And her young cunt was slick,
When she straddled him, eager, pre-wetted!
The icing on the cake
She was maybe sixteen, he was guessing,
From watching her, shyly undressing…
Nice tits, all the same,
Over which he soon came,
Which she found not unduly distressing.
Well, you would
She might just be eighteen (n0t a day over),
Well past the age of consent though. Yeah, way over!
Stuck in LA,
For a whole fucking day!
Might as well, then, get laid on his layover.