“Watcha waitin’ for, darlin’,” she laughed
“God! A woman would have to be daft,
To say no to a screw…
A cute fella like you!
Nice cock, too!” she said, hefting his shaft.
Tag: consent
Resignation
“So,” she thought, with a sad mental shrug,
“It would seem that I’ve been a damn mug!
Stuck alone with this bloke,
And he’s after a poke,
Never mind just a suck or a tug!”
Self-basting
He said “Mate! What I mean is that she,
Get this, mate, is as keen as could be,
To be spit-roasted, mate!
Front or back! She can’t wait!
Maybe both, just between you and me!”
Moody nude
“Look”, she said. “I’d just like to suggest
That we stop now, get up and get dressed.
I’m just not in the mood,
Just right now, to be screwed.
If you still want to, though, be my guest.”
What?
“Look”, she said. “It was wrong, but so what?
I was drunk. I was horny, why not?
He’s your best mate, I know,
And I should have said no…
At the time though, I sort of forgot!”
Hot stuff
“Look'” she said. “I do like you a lot,
And I’d root you, more likely than not,
Anytime! Anyhow!
Only not just right now.
I’m so shagged, and it’s too bloody hot!”
First impressions
” I like sex. It’s a question of who,”
She explained. “If the answer is you,
I quite like what I see,
So, if you fancy me,
Since you ask, I don’t mind if I do!”
Fine print
Her consent had been hotly disputed;
His claim that she had, she refuted;
“Did!”
“Didn’t!”
“Did too!”
“Yeah, but not where I poo!”
Which, of course, though, was where she’d been rooted!
No joy-ride
When he’d tied her up, yeah, she’d been willing,
(Some fantasy he was fulfilling),
She couldn’t escape…
It was pretty much rape…
Well, at least, one might say, less than thrilling!
An awkward position
He said “Miss, would you please be so kind…?
Just roll over… I want you behind…
Not your pussy, my dear…
The other, I fear.
I hope you don’t very much mind!”