In the park, as he struggled to pierce
Her hymen, she, urgent and fierce,
Cried out, in her ardour,
“Fuck! Just fuck me harder!
For fucksake! Somebody might see us!”
Tag: hymen
Not just a pretty face
Pretty face, a good body, sweet-scented,
Though kissed and groped, never been entered,
Her hymen intact,
(I can vouch for the fact),
Although frayed at the edges and dented!
The fitting room
It just fitted, delightfully tightly!
Her hymen did slow things down, slightly.
She didn’t mind much,
(Just some squealing and such).
“Good! That’s out of the way!” she said brightly.
Over the hump
It just fitted, delightfully tightly!
Her hymen impeded him slightly.
She didn’t mind much,
(Just some squealing and such);
“Well, that’s out of the way!” she said brightly.
Never to be repeated offer
Husky-voiced, dusky-skinned, musky-scented;
Big-bosomed, all girl, not augmented;
And hymen intact!
(Well, in actual fact,
Though not broken, extensively dented.)
Forgive us our trespasses
Her transgression was terribly minor;
Well yes, he did touch her vagina,
(Quite pleasant, in fact),
But her hymen’s intact,
And what harm in a nice 69er?
Maidenhead revisited
He gets part-way in, gives it a nudge,
Tries again, but her hymen won’t budge!
She says “Have one more go.
Fucking just do it!” So
A man shouldn’t, of course, hold a grudge.
A will and a way
He pushed hard, and he gave it a nudge,
But her hymen, alas, wouldn’t budge,
He thought just one last go…
With a running start… though
This, of course, was a bit of a fudge!
The rending of the curtain
“Does that hurt?” he enquired, politely,
“No, no, it feels good!” she said brightly.
Then, on the next stroke,
Something inside her broke!
“God! That’s torn it!” he muttered, contritely.
Oops!
What with wondering if it would fit,
Having poked round the outside a bit,
Going on about love,
He just gave one more shove,
And then something gave way and … “Oh shit!”