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!
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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!
Petty crime
Who’d have thought that she’d hold such a grudge?
A quick kiss, just a small lipstick smudge,
A light pat on her bum,
(Well, okay, that was dumb,)
And I did give her left tit a nudge.
The book's cover
Her loud clothes and her make-up disguise
Saggy tits, a big bum and thick thighs,
But she’s such a good sport,
One forgets, (as one ought),
That she’s not a great root, though she tries.
Inner beauty
She’s broad-chested, strong-willed and strong-thighed,
Her bum’s big, true, that can’t be denied,
And her melon-like breasts
Are the subject of jests,
But there’s depth and great warmness, inside.
Fashion flair
Her short skirt and her neckline were daring:
Men stared at the flesh she was baring.
Her big bosom jiggled,
Her bum swayed and wiggled,
The watching men’s nostrils were flaring.
The chic clique
Women long to belong to the clique
Of the sleek and the terribly chic;
Of those simply unable
To wear a cheap label,
To cover their scrawny physique.
They imagine they have a mystique,
Unconcerned by the chaos they wreak;
Anorexia looms,
For those vanity dooms
To the struggle to feel unique.
Eyebrows, lips, bum and hips get a tweak,
Then some sculpting of chin and the beak;
And no sane woman rests
Without plumping her breasts
With prostheses that harden and leak.
They know well, it’s of them that I speak,
Women passing their sexual peak;
They who inwardly rage
At the coming of age,
To whom life unobserved seems so bleak.
So they lie, and they cheat, and they sneak,
Make themselves into some sort of freak;
Despite smooth, unlined faces,
The airs and the graces,
They’re sad, and pathetic, and weak.
Big bang theory
Though it’s true her proportions are ample,
Her big boobs and bum, for example,
In terms of a fuck,
It’s more bang for your buck,
And she’s happy to give a free sample.
Manners
She stripped off, gave her titties a squeeze,
Smacked her bum, and got down on her knees;
As she moaned and said “Fuck me!”
An impish thought struck me:
I answered, “Not till you say please!”
Don't tell Mum
“Now, whatever you do, don’t tell Mum!”
Said the boy as he played with her bum.
“Can I see how you piss?
Can I touch this? And this?
What’s this hole? Ouch! it’s grabbing my thumb!”