He was horned, hairy legged, cloven hooved,
His cock slimy and thick, ridged and grooved…
He smelt funky as hell
When they fucked… Truth to tell…
Kind of goatish, whatever that proved.
Tag: bestiality
Monkey see, monkey do
She’s a bit of a sexual junkie…
This guy she knows has a pet monkey…
She giggles… No way!
He’s so hairy, okay?
But still… fucking an ape might be funky.
Tasty
There’s this girl, bra top, yoga pants, right?
Like the camel toe kind, nice and tight…
Got this dog on a leash,
And it’s sniffing her peach…
Like, for fuck sake! The fucker might bite!
Believe it or not
So, I’m out in the park for a jog…
Early morning, cool, cloudlets of fog,
And, believe it or not,
There’s this girl, naked, hot…
On her hands and knees, kissing her dog!
Relativity
Though his cock was as big as her arm,
She remained, still, surprisingly calm…
He plunged in, to the bone…
Would he have, had he known
She’d fucked bigger cocks, back on the farm?
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!
Pea-souper
A still morning, a pea-souper fog,
She went out to the park for a jog.
When she stumbled and fell
She was fucked… hard to tell
By whom… possibly Rastus, her dog.
Idiosyncrasy
The poor woman, a slave to her id,
Kept the worst of her excesses hid…
God! If people but knew
The strange things that she’d screw…
Dogs and such… even once a live squid!
Dog lover
I like dogs, she said. Doggies do tricks…
A dog’s tongue tickles more when he licks…
Which most men never do…
Yeah, I do fuck men too…
But I love doggies’ slippery pricks!
Rusty idyll
She grew up on the family farm,
Quite idyllic… bit too fucking calm!
She got lonely, of course…
Fucked the dog. And her horse.
Pretty strange, but it did her no harm.