It began with a kiss, just a peck,
But their urges were hard, then, to check.
In a trice, clothes were shed
And, entwined on the bed,
He was in it, right up to her neck!
Tag: kiss
A muddle
She had got herself into a muddle:
A kiss and an innocent cuddle,
A couple of wines,
And his well-practised lines
Served her mind only more to befuddle!
The off-chance
A girl goes to the pub with a plan;
To attract a nice gullible man,
Who might pay for her drinks,
Whom she’ll kiss, if she thinks
He might fancy a fuck, if he can.