“Not a whisper!” his husky voice rasped;
Her big breasts in two strong hands were grasped;
Just whose hands, she’d no notion…
In one fluid motion,
He thrust in his cock, as she gasped!
Tag: breasts
Outflanked
It was low-cut, revealing, and white;
Her breasts threatened to fall out, and might.
He hitched up her lace gown,
Laid her bum-up, face-down,
And she gave in with hardly a fight!
Not abreast of things
She unfastened her brassiere clasp;
He emitted an audible gasp,
And she winked to suggest
He might fondle her chest,
Which the poor fellow failed to grasp!
In rut
His eyes widened, his hefty prick swelled,
Reason fled, he felt madly compelled,
By the sway of her hips,
Her full breasts, bee-stung lips,
Not to mention the way that she smelled.
Loose woman
His prick swelled, as she loosened her stays;
Her breasts welled up to meet his rapt gaze.
“My, sir, that’s a fine bulge!
It would seem to divulge
That one might well be here for days!”
The maid's lament
On the maid’s lip small sweat droplets beaded,
Her winks and her pouts gone unheeded;
“At least have a look!”
She exclaimed to the cook,
As she offered her breasts to be kneaded.
If you've got it…
She has wonderful wobbly norks;
Her round bum wobbles too, when she walks.
If she catches the eye
Of a man passing by,
She might give him a flash, while he gawks!
Distressed
When she laughed, her breasts shook in her shirt;
Her bum bounced underneath her short skirt,
When they danced, her tits pressed
On his thundering chest,
And his cock grew so hard that it hurt!
Burn the bra
Women’s breasts, big, small, whatever sort,
Should hang free; for this Women’s Lib fought!
There’s no prettier sight
Than girls’ tits, free by right,
Without visible means of support!
Regret
Tears welled in her innocent eyes,
Her breasts heaved with her heart-broken sighs;
She’d been lied to and laid,
Been seduced and betrayed,
Love’s sweet juice still flowed warm down her thighs!