The bold hussy, not one who would stifle
The impulse, she gave him an eyeful!
The cut of her blouse,
Of course, meant to arouse
Any chap she chose, with whom to trifle!.
Tag: flashing tits
Beyond reasonable doubt
If he’d fucked her, that night, as she claimed,
(As he had), could a fellow be blamed?
She’d flashed tit in the bar,
Sucked his cock in the car;
Why was she not called out, named and shamed?
Doing the dirty
She could act quite the slut, when it suited,
Get drunk, flash her tits and get rooted.
Most nights, in fact, though,
If asked out, she said no,
And stayed home and, like, just self-polluted.
Flasher
Rather cheeky perhaps, a bit rash,
She’d have said no, except for the cash,
“Get your tits out and smile,”
He said. “Yeah, That’s the style!
Spread your legs a bit more, baby… FLASH!”