One more cock? she thought, pussy awash.
She’d make room, though a bit of a squash!
They could take turns behind,
If the rest didn’t mind
All the squelching and dribbling and slosh!
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The matter in hand
He decided he’d simply persist;
Buy her presents, perhaps get her pissed.
He imagined his cock
Getting hard as a rock
In the grip of her pretty young fist!
Disappointment
“You’re as old as you feel”. What drivel!
Time was that a man’s head would swivel
When women would pass,
Nice firm tits, a good arse,
One’s cock hard. All it does now is shrivel.
Natural justice
When he touched her, she felt herself tense,
The man’s cock was just bloody immense!
“Serves me right, though,” she thought,
“To have got myself caught,
Having sneaked in to pee in the Gents.”
Saving grace
She was left feeling just a bit peeved,
To have let herself be thus deceived;
To be used like a slut,
So embarrassing, but …
Such a cock! One would not have believed!
The rhythm method
He could dance a mean tango, lambada,
Performed with finesse, grace and ardour;
The problem, she found,
As he twirled her around,
Was his cock getting harder and harder!
Infra dig
Once undressed, though intrigued at first vastly,
She found having sex simply ghastly;
Undignified, base,
The man’s breath in her face,
And the taste of his cock, worst and lastly!
Gambit
Left hand under her dress, his right cupped
Round her breast. Such a shock! So abrupt!
His cock out of his pants …
The poor girl had no chance;
Rooted! Outwitted, routed, one-upped!
Crestfallen
Now that half-hard was all he could muster,
Well, rooting had quite lost its lustre,
Since yesterday’s cock,
To his sorrow and shock,
As they say, is today’s feather duster.
Passing trade
The young hooker’s a peach, quite a knockout!
At home, his wife’s put him on lockout.
Why not fuck a whore?
With one foot in the door,
Hard already, he’s got his damn cock out!