A suspicious mind

When she laughed, her tits jiggled deliciously…

Stroking his cock surreptitiously,
“That’s a nice dress,”
he said

“What? Yeah, I guess.”
She said, eyeing the bastard suspiciously.

Kinky

His cock’s weird… she’s seen quite a few…
Bent and twisted… but still worth a screw…
On her knees, on the floor…
The knob’s in… a bit more…
Ouch! The bloody thing’s gone in askew!

Yo-yo

Her pristine reputation besmirched,
She gyrated and yo-yoed and lurched,
To her poor father’s shock,
As she rode on the cock
Of the boy upon whom she was perched.