His hand cupping her breast, warm and white,
Finger tickling her twat, moist and tight…
She’s allowed him this much…
Just a taste , just a touch…
To do more she might think impolite.
Tag: groping
Girlpower
He sneaked up on her, grabbed her vagina…
Poor girl, just fourteen , still a minor…
She wanted to cry,
But leaned back and let fly…
Left the dirty old perv with a shiner!
Creep
She pretended to be fast asleep…
Through her lashes, though, sneaking a peep,
As her big brother crept,
Rubbed her tits while she “slept”,
And her pussy as well, the damn creep!
The test
Her virginity put to the test,
The boy groping her pussy and breast…
God! She’d love to give in…
Spread her legs, let him in…
And she does… and is little distressed.
Festina lente
His hands groping, they hotly embraced…
“Just a quickie,” he said. “Just a taste!”
“Oh god! Yes!” she said… “Though…
There’s no hurry you know…
Do me slowly, big boy… haste makes waste!”
Fireside
“Come sit down, warm yourself by the fire…
I don’t bite,” he said, the damn liar,
His hand on her thigh,
As she started to cry,
As his fingers crept higher and higher.
Hands on
He reached out, had a tentative dab at it,
Than made a ham-handed grab at it…
Small moans and sighs,
As she parted her thighs…
So he thought, might as well have a stab at it!
Beyond the pale
What he’d done had of course been quite shocking,
His words lewd and cruel and mocking…
“Your cunt’s nice and wet,”
He said. “Tight too, I bet…”
As his hand slithered over her stocking.
Fond hope
As he squeezes and fumbles and gropes,
He’ll give up and stop trying, she hopes…
If he does get her nude,
And she finds herself screwed,
Well, she’ll just have to see how she copes.
Jack Horner
“Bloody Little Jack Horner… the scum!”
She cried. “Groping my tits, n my bum!
Fuckin good boy! My eye!
I ain’t no Christmas pie…
And what went up my cunt weren’t his thumb!