Her young breasts, full and firm, and hard-nippled,
Her tight buttocks twitched, tensed and rippled.
White skin, her red hair …
Was it this made him stare,
Or the freckles with which she was stippled?
Tag: buttocks
Making hay while the sun shines
Just a roll in the hay, a quick tumble;
Some rub and tug, wild grope and fumble,
Bare buttocks and thighs;
No false promises, lies;
A good root though… A girl shouldn’t grumble!
Repartee
“You have beautiful _______”, (hands) (buttocks) (tits)
He said, fondling her _________. (arm) (bum) (pink bits)
She replied, “Is that so?
_________! (Thank you) (Piss off) (Let go)
Fuck yourself anywhere that it fits!”
Tacit
Their relationship wasn’t quite broken.
Most nights she still found herself woken;
Her buttocks caressed,
Or his hand on her breast,
Both request and consent left unspoken.
Melting moment
He was certain his heart would just melt;
Disbelievingly, gently, he felt
Her smooth buttocks, her breast,
And the thing he loved best…
The intense, musky way that she smelt.
Tour de force
She had breasts best described as pneumatic,
Her love-making quite acrobatic;
Her firm buttocks clenched,
Panting, moaning, sweat-drenched,
Till she came in a manner ecstatic!