Naked, laid on his knee to be spanked,
Wife and chattel, his word sacrosanct,
If the fool had but known!
(As she came, with a moan…
Guilty pleasure, for which God be thanked!)
Tag: Comes
Social inadequacy
The poor tearful girl said “Oh crumbs!
Giving hand jobs I’m simply all thumbs!
I don’t mind giving head,
But I do have this dread,
I might vomit, perhaps, when he comes!”
Hooking up
Chapter Fifteen: (It’s not in the book.)
Little Tinker Bell squirms on the hook!
Evil Captain H. smirks
As she flutters and jerks,
As she comes! Oh my God! I can’t look!
Wendy, darling!
Late at night. The hut’s full of Lost Boys,
Sound asleep, with their marbles and toys.
If they knew Peter Pan
Could make love like a man…
Wendy comes, with a soft, strangled noise!
The edible woman
Plucked and shaved, rubbed with oil of truffles,
Trussed tightly, she giggles and shuffles;
Chef, lover, masseur,
She’s his chicken chasseur!
She comes, moans, which her gag, of course, muffles!
Tired and emotional
When she drinks, she gets maudlin and weepy,
And lonely, and horny, and sleepy.
She has a good cry,
Then has sex with some guy;
When she comes, she cries more! Kinda creepy!
Al fresco 1
She starts giggling; he comes and withdraws.
“Hush!” he says, (which she laughs and ignores),
“What if somebody sees?”
She grins, (panties round knees),
“That’s the whole point of fucking outdoors!”