He thought foreplay was much over-rated,
The turning her on, while he waited…
All too bloody much…
The cunt-licking and such,
While his throbbing erection deflated!
Tag: cunt
Melanin
She undressed and he tried not to stare;
His first negress! Black nipples, tight hair,
Shiny, licorice skin,
(Musky pink still,within,
And a cunt like a chocolate eclair!
The balance of evidence
She made love with commendable zeal;
What’s more, too, to judge by her squeal,
Her twitching and such,
And her cunt’s spastic clutch,
When she came, it was possibly real!
Gourmand
It occasioned a bit of a scuffle;
Her cunt smelled of nutmeg and truffle.
Nice mouth-feel too,
Mushroom-meaty to chew,
And well worth the ensuing kerfuffle!
His pound of flesh
In the end, he became quite irate.
“Since you’re charging me such a high rate”,
He roared. “ Bugger the licks,
And your clever damn tricks,
Get your cunt on my cock and gyrate!”
The jealous wife
There she was, wearin’ nary a stitch,
With my husband, the slutty damn bitch!
I said, aimin’ my gun,
“Dirty cunt! Havin’ fun?”
She said “Shoot me! Just scratchin’ an itch.”
Assignation
Having looked from in front and behind,
Which best fit, as to gender assigned?
He or she has big tits,
A nice cunt, he admits,
But a cock too? It boggles his mind!
Full
She’d said yes, and though not one to welch,
Still, her pussy was starting to squelch!
With each stroke of the cock
Of each bloke came the shock
Of a croak from her cunt, like a belch!
Switch-hitter
She remained still naive and complacent,
Her sweet sexuality nascent…
The treacherous bloke
Switched his target mid-stroke…
From her cunt to the hole just adjacent!
Moulting pussy
Something’s wrong with her cunt. Is she moulting?
A few straggly hairs… it’s revolting!
The rest of her’s good;
He could fuck her. He should,
But, in fact, he just feels like bolting!