Well, he’s certainly unprepossessing,
She thought, while the groom was undressing.
Except for his cock!
The young bride gasped in shock,
And then fainted, poor thing! (A kind blessing!)
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The common touch
“God!” she thought. “E’er so low one has stooped!
Being fucked like a whore! Rather pooped.”
It quite beggared belief!
What a blessed relief,
When he came, and his huge pizzle drooped!
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Rigor mortis
The young whore peered into the coffin.
“Poor Shamus! He visited often.
A terrible shock!
Such a lovely big cock,
Which, I see, death’s done little to soften!”
Audacity
Though she did show a certain audacity,
One had to doubt her capacity,
Tiny and thin
To fit all of it in,
But she did, with grit, spit and tenacity!
Goldilocks, not
It was damp in the woods, cold and drizzly,
His cock like a bloody bull’s pizzle! He
Scratched, bit and growled,
She felt helpless, befouled.
It was like being fucked by a grizzly!
Slugger
Quite enormous, much bigger than most…
All his bragging was no idle boast!
And as hard as a rock,
She thought, straddling his cock,
In more ways than one, deeply engrossed!
Cock and bull
Mum said “Darling, a word to the wise.
Men go on about cocks and their size,
How their own, so they claim,
Puts a donkey to shame!
In their dreams, love. It’s mostly all lies!”
Automation
Well! At first sight, of course, she’d recoiled,
Felt cheapened, exploited and soiled!
A fucking-machine?
Was it safe? Was it clean?
God! She hoped that big cock was well oiled!
Bravado
Though she’d promised to not peek, she’d lied.
“It would make a grown girl weep!” she’d cried.
“Like a battering ram!
Call me foolish. I am!
“But I want it,” God knows, “deep inside!”
A nose for trouble
As the previous night came back, hazily,
God! She’d behaved a bit crazily!
All those big cocks,
In her mouth, in her box,
Even, possibly, too, (sniffle), nasally!