On the hook

Once deprived of their means of support,
Her tits flapped like a salmon just caught, 
As she bounced on his cock…
“I should give her a shock…
Switch and bugger the slut now,” he thought. 

Wicked

A damn slut… maybe worse… fuckin’ wicked…
Foul mouth, them big tits, and loose-knickered…
She smooched this young kid…
“Wanna fuck?” Which he did.
“Fuck my arse if you like, too,” she snickered.

Mae West

She was always a good sport, Mae West,
Proud as punch of the size of her chest…
Let ‘em joke, let ‘em smile,
She’d just take it with style…
“Call a life jacket Mae? Be my guest!”

Presentation

Bigger boobs are a bonus, she’s found,
Not too saggy, just bouncy and round…
Guys go out of their minds,
Want to fuck her, she finds…
Better value than small, pound for pound. 

Hysteria

Blessed with breasts large and round… almost spherical,
Sadly, the girl was hysterical… 
Frightened of men,
Being touched… if and when
Dogs and snakes, other creatures chimerical!