Pretty tipsy, still steadily drinking,
“Fuck yeah!” she said, not even blinking.
“Gang bang? Shit, why not?”
She’d have laughed and said “What?”
Had she not been already past thinking.
Tag: consent
Fringe benefit
She’d say yes, when it came to the crunch
He thought, chatting at work, over lunch…
“Like to meet for a drink?
Dinner? What do you think?
Maybe fuck?” he said, riding his hunch.
Bother
She’d at first thought the fellow was joking…
But no! Soon his small cock was poking
In search of her cunt…
Did he know back from front?
How pathetic! And rather provoking!
Bush lawyer
You’d have thought that consent was consent…
She just kind of assumed where it went…
Bastard found some damn loophole,
And fucked her poor poop-hole,
Exactly, of course, his intent!
Post hoc
She perhaps should have taken offence…
That she hadn’t still didn’t make sense…
To have called her a slut…
And then fuck her… yeah, but…
When she came it was bloody intense!
Look, it’s not that I don’t want to try it,
She said. But he seemed not to buy it…
Okay. Look, let’s fuck,
And I’ll give it a suck,
But not swallow… I’m on a damn diet!
Crossroad
When their young, fevered bodies connect,
When his cock and her cunt intersect,
It’s like lightning has struck!
Did he ask for a fuck?
Maybe not… but she didn’t object!
Sunny side up
Fuck my mouth! she said, smiling, lips wide.
Then my hot little pussy! Slip, slide!
Do me hard, do me rough!
And if that’s not enough…
Roll me over and do my flip side!
Resignation
Though in fact she was rather inclined,
And if fucked, she’d not very much mind…
As it seemed she must be…
Well, let’s just wait and see…
To which fate she was bloody resigned!
Non lei faccia una bella figura
“Calm down guys… look, you’ll get a root each,
But not here… like, on the damn beach!
My bad, right? Bad luck me!
When I hollered “Fuck me”,
It was only a figure of speech!”