She’d been deep-throated, fucked of course, buggered;
God help her! The man was no sluggard!
And still going strong!
How much more, and how long?
As fucks go, this would rate as damn rugged!
Tag: fucked
Second thoughts
She regretted it, soon as she spoke,
Said “Alright then, okay” to this bloke,
When she should have said no,
But he’s fucked her now, so
Her consent’s a bit hard to revoke.
The wind out of his sails
When he fucked her, she didn’t mind frightfully.
Things had turned out quite delightfully!
She’d liked it too,
So he thought. Thought he knew.
“I’ve had better and worse”, she said spitefully.
Honey, I’m home!
Naked, smiling. Nice way to be greeted!
This offer may not be repeated!
Fucked there, in the hall,
Her arse slapping the wall!
Now that’s how a good wife should be treated!
A keeper
He’d had plenty of girlfriends, like. Heaps!
She was nice, but it gave him the creeps,
Though they’d fucked, fair enough,
If she was up the duff,
As it seemed, this one might be for keeps!
Being fruitful and multiplying
Being pregnant, she soon lost her figure,
But still, as her belly got bigger,
Her tits did as well,
She was horny as hell,
And still fucked with commendable vigour!
Best man
On the honeymoon, as she undressed,
The young bride, feeling guilty, confessed
That she’d fucked the best man,
Once, by chance, not by plan,
And the groom might come off second best!
Deja vu
She was much less naive than expected;
She’d rooted around, he suspected.
In fact, so she swore,
He’d once fucked her before,
Not that he himself, though, recollected!
Ridden unsaddled
On all fours, harnessed, blinkered and straddled,
Her lovely plump arse being paddled;
With each slap she bucked,
More or less, thus, self- fucked,
And the poor girlie’s wits the more addled!
The name of the game
They discovered by plain curiosity
Sexualised reciprocity;
Just kids at play,
Till he fucked her one day,
Though she bore him, still, no animosity.