“Stop! Please stop!” she begged, weary and teary.
“No way. I ain’t done with you dearie.
Not fun anymore?
But you liked it before…
Suck it up!” he said, nastily cheery.
Tag: limerick
On edge
She was out shopping, horny and edgy…
Her tight thong a maddening wedgie
Beneath her short frock…
God! She needed some cock!
A juice bottle? Some suitable vegie?
Elven
“God! She’s tiny!” he thought to himself…
But her body was bloody top shelf…
So he figured “Why not?”
Gave the girl his best shot…
It felt like he was fucking an elf!
Indiscriminate
Not a slut, but a bit unrefined…
You can fuck her in front or behind.
Black, white, whatever size,
Should the question arise,
She’ll most likely be that way inclined.
Propriety
They held hands as they chatted and strolled.
That was proper enough, she’d been told.
Then they sat by the shore…
And she let him do more…
Gosh! His hand on her bosom was cold!
Meat and three veg
Though she shouldn’t, she couldn’t refrain…
Though the fucking itself was just plain…
Just in, out, till he came,
Boring, always the same…
But she guessed a girl shouldn’t complain
Insecurity
She loved the boy, helplessly, madly,
Was willing to give herself gladly…
They’d kissed… Should she suck him?
Just strip off and fuck him?
Oh god! But what if it went badly?
Done over
When he’d done, she’d been fucked over totally,
Fingered and fucked… even scrotally,
Pussy of course,
Arse and head (left her hoarse)…
“Can I cum please?” she begged, gurgling throatily.
Softie
He had such a small dick, the poor fellow,
And stubbornly soft as marshmallow…
Her pussy was wet
As a pussy could get…
And, thank goodness for him, only shallow
Not wet behind the ears
Not too bright, but she wasn’t that dim…
When he said “Do you fancy a swim?”
He just wanted, to get
Her ass naked and wet,
She knew, not just some innocent whim.