Being drunk, of course, didn’t excuse it…
An offer too good to refuse… it
Was wrong, and he knew…
She was too young to screw…
But who’d know, he thought… Use it or lose it!
Tag: limerick
Methode champenoise
Though unfailingly proper, and charming,
The size of his cock was alarming!
Despite being nude,
And about to be screwed…
The expensive champagne, though, was calming.
The silly season
In an excess of mad festive folly,
Stark naked, there, under the holly,
Damn randy, well pissed,
In the mood to be kissed,
Or be fucked perhaps… That would be jolly!
Miss givings
Her surrender successfully bartered,
Consent given, less than wholehearted,
Consumed still with dread
Nude, she lay on his bed,
Like the virgin she was , to be martyred.
The gift horse
With a wink and a grin, the girl beckoned.
“Your mate’s done. You wanna go second?”
Well, what a good sport…
And a pretty good sort…
For a slut… Yep, he’d fuck her, he reckoned.
So, now?
Wet and ready, and willing and able,
She put all her cards on the table…
“OK, I’m a slut,”
She said. “Truth hurts, yeah, but
What the fuck? I’m at least true to label!
Appreciative
“Thank you. Wow! That was great!” she said sweetly
“Your cock fitted in me so neatly!
I did think, at first,
Like… my cunt’s gonna burst…
But it just filled my pussy completely!”
Buffin the muffin
So there’s me, she said, buffin the muffin,
Just comin like, huffin and puffin…
When in walks me Mum!
Fuckin smacks me damn bum!
An I’m like What the fuck? Thanks fer nuffin!
Mister Anonymous
When she woke, pussy dribbling white goo,
She knew someone had had a good screw…
Her arse too, it would seem,
She recalled, like a dream..
As to who, though, she hadn’t a clue!
Good effort
She’d not got it all in, though she tried,
Just a foot or so… boy! What a ride!
Fucking cock like a horse!
Did her cunt in, of course…
But she grinned, filled with curious pride!