When he fondled her tits she saw red…
She abused him and sobbed as she fled,
Which she mightn’t have done…
Might have thought it quite fun,
If the fool had just asked first instead!
Tag: fondle
Victor’s secret
He had rather a strange predilection;
He owned an extensive collection
Of panties and bras,
From whores, Hollywood stars,
Which he’d fondle, to get an erection.
Free market economy
For two bucks you could fondle her titty…
They hadn’t enough though, a pity…
They came to a deal…
They’d all cop a feel,
For five, plus the change in the kitty.
His lucky day
Might they root? It remained to be seen.
He was nice, and he seemed to be keen.
Since she’d flirted a bit,
Even showed him some tit,
Not to fuck him would be a bit mean!
Getting it off her chest
When he buried his face in her chest,
Tweaked her nipple or fondled a breast,
She’d just sigh, roll her eyes,
Say “What gives with you guys?
They’re just tits! God, you make me depressed!”