“Well,” she thought. “That’s me fucked, in a word…”
A bit drunk, things a little bit blurred…
Naked… How was that so?
(She’d in fact never know)
And his cock, chock-a-block… how absurd!
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A nod as good as a wink
Comely wench, he thought. Well worth a prod…
And he winked, and she gave a shy nod…
And in no time at all,
Up against the shed wall,
He was chock-a-block up her, by god!
In the moment
Ain’t no substitute, right, for the feeling;
A girl, her tits dangling, she’s kneeling,
Her cunt chock-a-block
On the end of your cock,
Hot and sweaty and bucking and squealing!