Full of booze, maybe some kind of drugs…
She has truly exceptional jugs…
Which are out on display…
“Gonna fuck you,” I say…
And she bends down and spreads ’em and shrugs.
Tag: consent
Urgency
“Fuck me, baby! Right now, please,” she begs,
Lying back, panting, spreading her legs…
“Hard and deep as you can,
Like a big macho man…
Breed this bitch! Fertilise them damn eggs!”
One time offer
“Choose a hole, any hole… take your pick”
She said, giving his cock a nice lick…
“One time offer, alright?
And I ain’t got all night…
Two for one if you like, but be quick!”
Great expectations
Tits displayed for his sole delectation,
Her flattering , shameless flirtation,
The glint in her eyes
As she parted her thighs…
A nice fuck was a fair expectation.
With mustard
He was so big she thought she might burst…
Fuck your cock and fuck fucking she cursed!
Take it out, your damn prick… I’ll
Just use a damn pickle…
Or sausage, if wurst comes to wurst!
The better part of valour
It was rape, by its outward appearance,
And yet, he eschewed interference…
A fuck hard contested…
But something suggested
The guy might have had prior clearance.
Risk averse
Tender, angry, her moods were capricious,
Romantic , or horny or vicious
A cuddle, a kiss
“Come to bed”… even this
He was wary of, darkly suspicious.
In lieu
When your library book’s overdue,
And a fine has begun to accrue,
If you meet after dark
With the library clerk,
You can quite often screw her in lieu.
The bind
Having suitably been wined and dined,
A girl’s placed in a bit of a bind:
She can either say no,
Put her coat on and go,
Or give in and make payment in kind.
Res ipso loquitur
Though her parents had preached Doctor Spock at her,
The first man who brandished his cock at her
Was whisked into bed,
Not a single word said!
As the lawyers say, res ipso loquitur!