She’d have much preferred more lick, less bite,
Which she made love to him, still, despite,
With his cock like a fist,
Which she stroked now, and kissed,
Just to give her poor cunt some respite!
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At arm’s length
Shocked and awed, still she tried to stay calm.
It lay, heftily, there on her palm.
What to do with it now?
Suck it? Fuck it somehow,
Though as long and as thick as her arm?
Saddle-sore
It was rumoured the man was endowed
Like a horse, and she recklessly vowed
To find out if it fitted.
It hurt, she admitted,
But felt, nonetheless, justly proud!
Rutting season
He was big, he was handsome and strong.
Though she knew that to root him was wrong,
She just knew that she would,
Though she tried to be good,
Poor sweet virgin, alas! (Not for long!)
Carpe diem!
Sore and sorry, she wanted to cry.
He was too big. Her pussy was dry.
The first time’s seldom great;
The boy just wouldn’t wait!
Should they stop? No, she’d much rather die!
Roosters and cocks
Fleshy, soft, like a rooster’s red wattle,
Her labia thicken. Full bottle!
She lets in the tip,
Gets a grip, lets it slip;
Will it all fit in? Yes! The whole lot’ll!
Plucky
Though a bit worse for wear, she felt proud;
He was scarily hugely endowed.
Neither he nor she thought
That she could, or she ought,
But she did, which delighted the crowd!
Monster
His cock bent, it was gnarled, a monstrosity!
Sex had a certain ferocity,
Hell of a ride!
Still, the fuck satisfied
The girl’s prurient, sick curiosity.
Ridiculous notion
She perused his hard, glistening shaft,
Sized it up, rolled her eyes, and she laughed!
“Put that thing in my what?
I should think bloody not!
Damn! A woman would have to be daft!
No idle boast
Well, he’d said he was bigger than most,
But she looked like she’d just seen a ghost!
First one inch…two…three…four…
When he said “A bit more?”
She just nodded, like, totally grossed!