In that dress, being splendidly norked,
Her tits jiggled and bobbed as she walked.
She thought “Baby, wrong bar!
Should’ve gone with the bra!”
But by then, she’d already been porked!
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She had it coming
Served her right, more or less, she admitted,
Well-formed as she was, ample-titted,
For flirting like that,
To, in five minutes flat,
Have been face-down, arse-up, being spitted!
The human trampoline
A coquettish girl, blessedly-breasted!
“Fine bosom to bounce off!” he jested.
“That may well be so,”
She said. “Who’d ever know,
Since it’s bounciness hasn’t been tested?”
Outstanding
She was quite justifiably proud
Of the tits with which she’d been endowed;
With a cleavage like that
And nice shoes, the right hat,
Well, a woman stood out in the crowd!
Nice package
Bloody hell! Did it it get any better?
Big tits bulging under her sweater,
That camel-toe too!
And her pussy, he knew,
Couldn’t possibly be any wetter!
The eavesdropper
When she overheard being discussed
Over port, by the men, her large bust,
What they’d do, if they could,
(Would they? What if they should?)
She felt strangely inflamed, though nonplussed!
Running the gauntlet
The damn boys at her school! They’re all shockers!
They hang in the hall, by the lockers,
And point and guffaw…
So damn hard to ignore,
Saying crude things about her big knockers!
With the benefit of experience
Bit stand-offish, a trifle reserved,
No spring chicken, but still well preserved,
Nice big natural tits;
Yes, a fellow admits,
A good rooting would be well deserved!
Teacher’s pet (he wishes!)
“You should see our new teacher!” says I.
“Got an arse what could make a man cry!
When she bends down or sits!
And them bloody great tits!
If she turned round, she’d knock out your eye!”
Being fruitful and multiplying
Being pregnant, she soon lost her figure,
But still, as her belly got bigger,
Her tits did as well,
She was horny as hell,
And still fucked with commendable vigour!