The young whore was surprisingly pretty.
She smiled, flashed him one little titty.
He almost walked by,
But then stopped with a sigh…
Not to fuck her would be such a pity!
Tag: flash
Not bashful
On reflection, she’d been a bit rash,
To have popped out her tits, done a flash!
The lads choked on their beers,
So, (clapping and cheers),
She’d bent down and showed them her gash!
Boy’s night out
Naked strippers! Live sex! cried the tout.
Grubby, bored little floozies, no doubt.
Skanky tarts at the bar …
Bags the young one! Ha! Ha!
Flash some pussy, love! Mate, it’s your shout.
The message is the medium
Drunk and cheeky, in retrospect, rash,
She’d pulled down her dress, gave him a flash.
Though she hadn’t quite meant
The wrong message it sent,
He said “Nice tits, yep. Show us yer gash!”
Americana 2
She works down at the Star Bar and Grill.
Guys with cash, a few hours to kill,
Come and drink, tip big, think
She might wink, flash the pink;
On a slow day, sometimes, too, she will!
Hypothetical
A nice cleavage, a flash of white thigh;
It would take a man better than I
To not look, to not muse,
Whether one would refuse,
Were it offered, and if not, then why?