Head to toe, naked, peaches and cream,
Softly rounded, a living wet dream!
As he slowly draws nearer,
Objective still clearer,
To touch her, she lets out a scream!
Tag: limerick
Possession
He’s possessed, she thought… thought, word and deed,
Sex-obsessed, frantic, blind need… or greed.
She’d been fucked night and day,
Every possible way…
Even once on the loo, while she peed!
Fair’s fair
Quite convinced that her husband had strayed,
in which case, she was rather afraid,
If she told him she knew,
He might leave! What to do…
But maybe go out, get herself laid!
Her new jeans
Her new jeans were excitingly tight,
The seam rubbing her cunt… sly delight!
Tucked up into her bum…
Almost making her come,
Just by walking… thank goodness, not quite!
A done deal
Fifty bucks for a fuck, cold, hard cash…
Pretty good, she thought, toking on hash…
“Yeah,” she said to the john,
Stripping off. “Fuck! You’re on!
Just a sec, while I pull out me stash!”
Hard to get
Introspective, shy, rather reclusive,
Which made her seem, though… what? Exclusive!
She seemed unaware
Of his love… Did she care?
Would to rape her be over-intrusive?
Hammer and tongs
“M-m-my g-g-god!” she cried, stammering…
“My c-c-c-cunt! What a hammering!”
“Take that!” he thought.
“A good hard fuck… if short.
It at least stopped your fucking shrill yammering!”
Tough
His whip cracked. He cried “Suffer, bitch, suffer!”
“Tough slut,” he thought. “Never seen tougher!”
He whipped her some more,
Fucked her hard… shock and awe!
He came… stopped… and she said “Do it rougher!”
Eden
Eve lay panting, the storm now abated,
While Adam smiled smugly, well sated,
And prayed to God “Thanks!
No more lonely damn wanks…
Eve’s the best fucking thing you’ve created!”
The nesting instinct
She was physically rather well blessed,
Which she showed off, the way that she dressed…
Never once fucked a guy
Without some reason why,
Which in some way helped feather her nest!