“Though I do quite like fucking, I guess,”
She said, frowning. ” I don’t like the mess…
Dribbling pussy and bum…
All the juices and cum,
Making stains on my stockings and dress!”
Tag: cum
Saving face
She falls into his fevered embrace…
Though to fuck him, of course, means disgrace…
There’s her mouth… or her bum…
Which explains how his cum…
And her shit are all over her face!
Lost in translation
A bit drunk and a little befuddled…
Yes… no… yes… it came out all muddled,
Whatever she’d meant…
And the men came and went,
And cum oozed from her pussy and puddled.
Cleanliness
She created a bit of a scene
About whether the bedsheets were clean;
“I’m not getting in there
Look! There’s somebody’s hair!”
(And the cum stains she still hadn’t seen.)
Yankee go home
She was quite understandably cranky.
“Damn tourist! Big, fat, ugly Yankee!
Assuming that she
Would have done it for free!”
She said, spitting his cum in her hanky.
Shit happens
She’d gone out dressed decidedly daringly…
“Why me?” she wonders despairingly.
Wrong time, wrong place…
Cum all over her face,
As he’s rooting her, roughly, uncaringly.
Love possibly
Gobs of cum in her hair, on her dress.
Daddy sitting up waiting, she’d guess…
The damn strap in his hand!
Would her folks understand?
It was love! Or quite like. More or less.
Tolerance
What a big, hairy, sweaty, dumb goon,
She thought. Like some silly cartoon!
Not to be too unkind,
But she might change her mind,
And say stop, if he doesn’t cum soon!
Come what may
Though she hadn’t yet come, when he came,
“If you don’t come,” he said, “who’s to blame?
Don’t mean nothin’ to me.
Use your finger, maybe!”
Second-best, but she did, all the same.
Going down in spades
“Are you up for it darlin’?” She nods.
Four or five of ’em! Challenging odds!
Serves her right, the damn tease!
Soon she’s down on her knees,
Being cum on in dollops and wads!