Breathless, flushed, overcome by the hots,
She discards her dress… naked… she squats…
Her mouth slides down his cock…
Utter bliss, joyful shock…
Till he cums down her throat… lots and lots!
Tag: deep throat
Green light
Her holes gaping, a lewd, lovely sight,
Grinning, splaying her thighs… the green light…
First a dip down her throat…
Chances rather remote
That her cunt or her arse will be tight!
Getting ahead
Mascara-streaked, red-faced, in tears,
She’ll choke on his fat cock she fears…
His hands on her head,
Hanging over the bed,
On each stroke, pulling up on her ears!
Spit first
Just a cheap little whore, a survivor…
Do anything , like, for a fiver…
Fuck, suck, do deep throat,
For just one crispy note…
Up the arse, with a bit of saliva!
Spring sprung
No spring chicken, her big tits were sagging,
She said “God, I love a good shagging!
My pussy ain’t tight
But I’ll fuck all damn night…”
Which she did… and deep throat without gagging!
Crunch time
It’s just her and some guys… quite a bunch
One guy lickin’ her, goin’ the munch…
Some guy’s dick down her throat,
In, out, in… Oat! Oat! Oat!
Gonna be a long night is her hunch.
Caring and sharing
In and out of her poor throat he drove…
It was jolly good fun , too, by Jove,
He exclaimed to his friend…
Chockablock, other end…
Though her face was a curious mauve.
1,2,3
She consented, she’d said, absolutely…
No ifs, buts, he noted acutely…
So, deep throat, cunt second…
Her arsehole still beckoned…
He pushed on, of course, resolutely.
Topsy turvy
How’d this happen? she thought. What the heck?
This damn guy’s got his prick down her neck,
And his big, ugly friends
Taking turns, swapping ends,
And her poor pussy likely a wreck!
Different strokes
As she gags, drools and vomits and chokes,
“It’s way down to your belly,” he jokes,
And he cums with a grunt…
Fuckin’ better than cunt,”
He says. “Yes, love,” she croaks.