Though to root him had been just insanity,
She, like most frail humanity,
Gave in to sin,
And then, once it was in,
Moaned “Oh God! Fuck!” to add, too, profanity.
Tag: fuck
On the cards
Flowers, gifts, a guy does the hard yards,
A first kiss, and the girls drop their guards!
A sly squeeze of a breast;
If she doesn’t protest,
Well, of course, a fuck’s quite on the cards!
A pleasure to do business
She looked cheap, and she was, tarted up;
Her john panting, a big-hearted pup!
He was short on allure,
Too fat, that’s for sure,
But nice to fuck, once started up!
Speed dating for beginners
Scared, confused, it was so hard to choose!
If she got it wrong, what would she lose?
Her virginity, true.
Did it matter though who?
Any prick would do! Fuck! Who cared whose?
Good loser
She’d lost bra, panties, totally bare!
He said “Play one more hand, if you dare!
If I win, then we fuck!”
She replied “Try your luck…
Or just screw me right now. I don’t care”
Siren
Sexy siren, some wild mermaid’s daughter!
She asked, gave no sexual quarter,
Strong men came and went,
Awe-struck, wasted and spent.
God! This woman could fuck underwater!
Coming attraction
She’d sucked, nibbled the tip, rubbed her lips with it,
Brushed her bush, pussy and hips with it;
“Big boy!” A smile.
We can fuck in a while,
But right now I’m just coming to grips with it!”
Nursery rhyme
Tuesday next is the first anniversary;
Twelve months since, however cursory,
After the bar,
They had sex in his car…
He could fuck her right now… in the nursery!
Maiden voyage
Dashing officers, seamen to boot!
Scoundrels all, by delicious repute!
On a girl’s maiden voyage,
Fuck fingers and toyage!
She’d get herself rooted, enroute!
An unsavoury business
English maid, by unspeakable knavery,
Sold to a Moor in white-slavery:
“What? Be a concubine?
Yours? To just bonk, you swine?
Fuck no!” she cried, with false bravery.