She uncrossed her legs, flashin’ the gash…
“Wanna fuck? Or you just talkin’ trash?
Yes or no, either way,
Fuck or not, I’m OK.
If you want it, it’s two hundred. Cash.”
Tag: gash
Not bashful
On reflection, she’d been a bit rash,
To have popped out her tits, done a flash!
The lads choked on their beers,
So, (clapping and cheers),
She’d bent down and showed them her gash!