Skin like porcelain, flawless and creamy,
Big eyes like blue lakes, still and dreamy,
Tits like almond jelly,
Flat, firm washboard belly,
And cunt lips like salmon sashimi.
Tag: labia
Thongs and things
Spare a thought for a girl in a thong…
Things might not quite stay where they belong…
Just imagine such mishaps
As dangling piss flaps…
Or worse, if the worst should go wrong!
Divertimento
As she played with her pussy, she hummed,
Shiny lips falling open, much thumbed,
Spread invitingly wide,
As her hand slipped inside,
Pearly clitoris joyfully strummed!
Young love
They were still in their teens when it started,
Just kids, sailing waters uncharted.
First kiss, roving hands,
And now this! There he stands,
And she, naked, moist labia parted!
A sense of occasion
“What a nice juicy cunt,” he said, spitting,
And spreading her lips. “It seems fitting
To throw it a fuck
And, with moderate luck,
Your cute arsehole as well, time permitting.”
Curlicues
Those things dangling from pussies. Lips? Flaps?
Did God make them from leftover scraps?
What on earth are they for?
Silly frills, nothing more?
Or to keep out small creatures, perhaps?
Wanton
She lounged, posture delightfully lewd,
Lovely labia glistening, dewed,
Nectar meant to be sipped.
Pouting pussy loose-lipped;
This girl lent a new meaning to nude!
Thin end of the wedge
Just a little sartorial lapse;
She’d got dressed in a hurry perhaps.
She strolled out to the pool
(God, she felt such a fool)
Swimsuit thong wedged between her pink flaps.
Gemutlich
Despite all of their labial frippery;
Never mind how they smell kippery,
Pussies are cute,
And they’re lovely to root,
Soft and shiny, and cosy and slippery!
Roosters and cocks
Fleshy, soft, like a rooster’s red wattle,
Her labia thicken. Full bottle!
She lets in the tip,
Gets a grip, lets it slip;
Will it all fit in? Yes! The whole lot’ll!