“Well!” he crowed. “That was awfully good!”
“Do you think so?” she said. “Well, you would!
But I must beg to differ;
The larger, the stiffer,
The better! So I’d understood.”
Tag: erection
Pen-friend
“Dear Sir,” she wrote. “Although unruly,
Your conduct did not hurt unduly.
In fact, on reflection,
Your massive erection
Quite thrilled me! Fond wishes, Yours Truly”
In depth
It sprang out of his pants and rose steeply;
She fought, didn’t sell herself cheaply!
She’d not let him know,
She swore later, although
It, in fact, had affected her deeply.
The immorality of dancing
His cock hard in his shiny silk hose,
The Duke said “I don’t care that it shows,”
There, in mid-minuet!
“Though it’s not in you yet,
It shall be, before night’s end, God knows!”
Well he wood, woodn’t he?
He got wood. He boned up, lignified.
Which of course, she owned up, signified
That he wanted to root her,
Which, though it might suit her,
Seemed vulgar, and coarse, and undignified!
They also serve
“Look at you, pet, all sulky and sniffy!”
She said. “Just keep rubbing your stiffy!
Your friend’s almost done,
Then some nice buttered bun!
Slip, slop, slap! You’ll get off in a jiffy!”
Soft selling
Soft in all the right places, sweet-smelling;
She winked, and he felt his cock swelling!
No harm, then, in trying,
Let on he was buying,
Depending on if she was selling!
Nature study
Naked, out in the woods, in the drizzle,
She fondles her stallion’s great pizzle.
It stiffens, of course,
So a man, like a horse,
If she does this to him, maybe his’ll.
Showing her appreciation
She gives in to the lust he arouses,
Dons one of her sexiest blouses;
She means to enjoy
This delivery boy,
As she eyes off the bulge in his trousers!
The rhythm method
He could dance a mean tango, lambada,
Performed with finesse, grace and ardour;
The problem, she found,
As he twirled her around,
Was his cock getting harder and harder!