She was one damn insatiable wench!
A libido a man couldn’t quench!
She’d take on the whole team,
Till they ran out of steam,
Then take on the reserves off the bench!
Tag: libido
Yearning
Though consumed with libidinous yearning,
Poor girl, she at least, though, was learning
To say no at first,
The fuck (postponed at worst)
All the better for being discerning.
The existentiality of intercourse
She thought sex, just like food, quite essential.
Her lovers were mostly sequential…
Though some were extraneous…
Contemporaneous…
(All of this quite confidential.)
Whiffy
Just sixteen, her libido emergent;
Desires distressing and urgent,
Cunt constantly wet,
Pungent, muskier sweat.
Memo: Buy stronger laundry detergent.
Withdrawal symptoms
He pulled out. She got up and got dressed.
That would do for a few days, she guessed,
Then he’d want it again.
God! What is it with men?
If she cared, a girl might get depressed.
Rustic idyll
Country life is idyllic, bucolic,
A lazy, libidinous frolic;
Lush grass, tranquil waters,
Plump-arsed farmers’ daughters,
Lewd pleasures, and some alcoholic!
Social climber
She’d been blessed with a healthy libido;
“Use sex to get on” was her credo.
She’d sometimes put out
For a punter or tout,
But fucked anything in a tuxedo.