Booze

After one or two glasses of booze,
Miss Virginia’s loins start to ooze:
She proclaims she wants cock
And as hard as a rock,
And she doesn’t mind very much whose!

Unfetterred

To the juice of the grape much indebted…
She’s sprawled, languid, access unfettered…
Her pussy lips smile,
His to have for a while,
As he licks them, to get them well wetted.