Her big breasts swayed and jiggled and shook…
He’d defy any guy to not look!
How much better, by far,
If he took off her bra?
And he would too, by hook or by crook!
Tag: big tits
The stitch-up
She woke up naked, cold, on a slab,
In that strange Doctor Frankenstein’s lab,
Frightened out of her wits…
Someone else’s big tits…
How she wished she’d gone home in a cab!
Classified
Wanted: Woman to rent or to buy.
With big tits, and don’t nag and don’t cry.
Not too young, not too old,
Who can do what she’s told.
Pay’s good. Feminists need not apply.
Because they’re there
“What did God give you such a nice pair for?”
He said. “You’ve got great tits, and therefore
They’re meant to be sucked,
Squashed together and fucked…
What the fuck do you think that they’re there for?”
Uncomplicated
Though she’s pretty, she’s not all that bright…
Whopping tits! Yep, a bit of alright.
Loves a root too, what’s more…
Knows what pussies are for…
Wind her up, you can fuck her all night!
In the now
Ample-titted, round-arsed, ginger-muffed,
Pussy ragged, dog-eared and scuffed,
She was up for whatever,
Like “never say never”…
So long as she didn’t get snuffed.
Meeting Maid Marian
Two pounds each, he thinks, if they’re an ounce!
By the way her tits wobble and bounce,
As she rides through the wood…
Lucky you, Robin Hood!
Enough perving, get ready to pounce!
Milk and honey
Her big tits he’d loved so much when dating,
And married, when joyfully mating,
He felt less inclined,
(Though she didn’t much mind)
To manhandle, now she was lactating.
Buxom wench
Fair and buxom, a splendid young wench!
He mused… foreign perhaps… maybe French.
Giggling, blushing and modest,
Big tits tightly bodiced,
Bare-arsed, skirt up, over a bench!
Top class
The girl ain’t what a bloke would call classy…
She’s loud, a bit sluttish and brassy…
Yeah, big tits maybe,
But a Harvard degree,
And she’s fluent in Chinese and Farsi!