Her mum gave her careful instruction,
To teach her the art of seduction;
From facial expression,
Right up to that session
Which dealt with correct use of suction.
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Breeding
Those who’ve screwed her, or been given head agree,
All those who’ve been in her bed agree,
Though she’s a bitch,
Though she wear not a stitch,
She’s still, plainly, a bitch of good pedigree.
The human comedy
She gags, swallows, laughs sort-of, or snorts,
Wipes her mouth, while she gathers her thoughts.
As he fastens his zip,
She says, licking her lip,
“Well, it’s love, I imagine, of sorts.”
Vocational guidance
She’d had quite comprehensive instruction
In sex and the art of seduction,
To be good in bed
And, of course, to give head
With the right mix of friction and suction.
Loving her work!
As she worked her small boobs bobbled perkily;
Once, she looked up and smiled quirkily.
Nimbly she stroked,
Till she giggled and choked,
As he came in her pretty mouth, jerkily!
Grim satisfaction
When he’d done, she looked like she’d been dragged
Through a barbed-wire fence, and she’d gagged
Giving head… Nonetheless,
She could buy a new dress,
And she knew she’d been properly shagged!
Strictly personal
Though her parents were stuffy and strict,
How kids turn out is hard to predict;
She might not fuck, as such,
Well, not terribly much,
But gives great head and loves to be licked!
The good life
After work he went out with the lads,
Then went home to his old Mum and Dad’s.
If his girlfriend came round,
Then they’d turn up the sound,
And she’d suck him off, during the ads.
Paying the piper
While he fondled her fanny’s trim bristle,
He said “Would you blow on my whistle?”
She answered “Why not,
If you’ll sing to my twat,
And I might even chew on your gristle!”
One swallow
She might rub it, and give it a shake,
Might go down on him (icing the cake),
But it still doesn’t follow
That one little swallow,
Though sweet, does a boy’s summer make.