“You’re a man, for whatever that’s worth,
Of which lately there’s been quite a dearth,
And a woman has needs,
Which a wise woman heeds,”
She said, cause, as they fucked, for great mirth!
Tag: fucked
Free will or determinism?
They not so much made love as collided;
Their fates must have just coincided!
True love? A mad fling?
Just a physical thing?
When they fucked she still hadn’t decided!
Modern living
First they fucked tangled up in her sheet,
Then again, without missing a beat,
Pussy, mouth, cunt some more,
On the bed, on the floor,
And he shot his load in her ensuite!
A tolerant man
Though her husband was kind and adoring,
She found marriage lonely and boring;
He fucked her a lot,
But the more that she got,
The more horny, and still went out whoring!
No time like the present
Much and all as beforehand she’d lusted,
Once naked, the poor girl grew flustered.
She begged him, “Not now!”
But got fucked anyhow,
And she found that she quickly adjusted.
Down-to-earth woman
She was morally challenged, impaired;
People called her a slut, but who cared?
She enjoyed men’s rude jokes,
Drank and fucked like the blokes.
She knew good things were meant to be shared!
Not very gallant
He escorted her home from the gala,
The concert by young Mister Mahler.
She’d drunk too much wine…
The unscrupulous swine
Fucked her senseless, poor thing, in the parlour!
First date
Her friend set it all up; a blind date
With her new boyfriend’s friend. He was late.
Well, they went out for drinks,
But, she must have a jinx!
When they fucked, it was quite second rate.
Gut feeling
She thought, later, the sex wasn’t great.
Not much foreplay; the bloke couldn’t wait!
Though he had a nice prick,
When they fucked, she felt sick.
A bit strange. Maybe something she ate.
Turkish delight
They call Fatima “Turkish delight”;
Soft, brown skin, pink inside, sweet to bite!
Tasting, smelling of roses.
Sniff! Lick, as she dozes!
A thousand nights fucked, and still tight!