She was stacked, horny, terribly cute,
A remarkably talented root;
Almost perfect, in fact.
The one thing that she lacked
Was a button to put her on mute!
Tag: horny
Mission accomplished
She was drunk, half-undressed, a bit groggy,
And horny! Her panties were soggy!
Then they too were gone,
And a bit later on
She was rooted, it seems, though it’s foggy.
Honk if you’re horny
Feeling horny, she honked her left hooter…
Undressed, even sexier, cuter!
He didn’t know yet,
But was willing to bet
That she’d be an insatiable rooter!
His best line
He went out, horny, hoping to score.
She walked in, and he liked what he saw,
So he tried his best line,
And she smiled, a good sign,
Hinting broadly of pleasures in store!
Once bitten
He said “What, do you think I might bite?
Just one kiss, and we’ll call it a night.”
But he lied, truth to tell,
And she, virgin as well,
Proved corruptible, horny and tight!
Friends
When a man and a woman are friends,
If they fuck or not mostly depends
On how horny they are,
And how drunk, and how far
They imagine that friendship extends.
Weak with want
Flushed and panting, she begged “Put it there!”
He, confused, whispered urgently “Where?”
Weak with want, where she lay,
She had just strength to say,
“I don’t care… anywhere that there’s hair!”