Six months gone, and decidedly yummy!
Dark nipples, big boobs, swollen tummy,
Her pussy lips plump…
All the better to hump…
His insatiably horny young mummy!
Tag: horny
Going begging
“God! I’m so fucking horny!” she joked.
“What’s a girl got to do to get poked?
Wave her knickers about,
Shouting Oi lads! My shout?
If I’d worn them, by now they’d be soaked!”
Prioritisation
Her damn pussy’s as tight as a clam!
Being horny, of course, as I am,
The priority is,
Fill her up with hot jizz,
And then pull it out, wipe it and scram!
Bang for her buck
She’s not tight, even overly thrifty,
But gosh! Her new vibrator’s nifty!
Nice size, lots of speeds;
All that any girl needs,
When she’s horny. And change from a fifty!
Pussy cat
Tanned and taut, tresses tangled and tawny,
A lioness? Tiger? Too corny!
A pussy cat, then?
Or perhaps, to most men,
Just plain pussy, wet, willing and horny!
What?
“Look”, she said. “It was wrong, but so what?
I was drunk. I was horny, why not?
He’s your best mate, I know,
And I should have said no…
At the time though, I sort of forgot!”
Screen test
So damn horny, her thinking disordered,
Although the whole thing was quite sordid,
She just didn’t care
Who put what, when or where,
Even if it was being recorded!
Life is uncertain
Oh my God! I should never drink whisky!
It makes me so horny and frisky!
She thought, the next day,
But, be that as it may,
What a bore, were life not a bit risky!
Tedium
Bored and horny, she lounged about idly,
Blouse gaping, her thighs parted widely;
He looked up, a glance.
“Better put on some pants,
Or your cunt might catch cold,” he said snidely.
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!