Lest some poor, helpless, sex-deprived male
Be roused, she wears long robes and veil;
The sway of her breast
Hints at what may be guessed
Of her body within, soft and pale.
Tag: breast
Star-crossed lovers
As the dagger plunged into her breast,
That by Romeo sweetly caressed,
Who lay dead by the side
Of his five-days-old bride,
“What a fuck-up!” she thought, unimpressed.
The cure
Still a virgin, She made a clean breast of it.
“Okay, I’ll just make the best of it…
Don’t worry… Strip…
I’ll just put in the tip…”
“God, that’s good!” she cried. “Stick in the rest of it!”
On the cards
Flowers, gifts, a guy does the hard yards,
A first kiss, and the girls drop their guards!
A sly squeeze of a breast;
If she doesn’t protest,
Well, of course, a fuck’s quite on the cards!
Afterthought
She was feeling decidedly fraught;
She had not behaved quite as she ought.
To have just acquiesced!
Let him fondle her breast!
She should never touch sherry or port!
Getting it off her chest
When he buried his face in her chest,
Tweaked her nipple or fondled a breast,
She’d just sigh, roll her eyes,
Say “What gives with you guys?
They’re just tits! God, you make me depressed!”
Buttery
Jiggs, the butler went white as a ghost!
Butter dripped off m’lady’s hot toast
And bespattered her breast,
(She was carelessly dressed),
Which was bigger, (well, both were) than most!
Faith hope and chastity
Damn! She’d broken her chaste vow again!
Even nuns need a fuck, now and then…
Though she did try her best…
(His hand cupped her right breast)
It came down to who, where, how and when!
Dangerous liaison
His hot breath on her cheek, in the gloom!
Aftershave? Musky, spicy perfume.
A strong hand squeezed her breast!
She reached back and caressed
The uncircumcised cock, but of whom?
Temptation
Randy, wet and deliciously tempted,
She undid her blouse and pre-empted
His hand on her breast.
Still a virgin, he guessed,
Sick of being left out and exempted.