The young cabin-girl, Jenkins was caught
Being spliced, her tits listing to port,
One afore, one astern,
In… out, stroking in turn,
Meanwhile sucking the purser, athwart!
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Fighting the good fight
Her poor pussy was rubbed red and raw,
Titties bruised and her spanked bottom sore…
But she’d scratched, clawed and bit,
Kneed his balls, kicked and hit…
He’d still fucked her, but call it a draw!
Black sheep
Drunken wastrel, a gambler, black sheep…
“As ye sow,” Mother sighed, “shall ye reap!”
He plunged deeper in debt,
Fucked and roistered and bet…
Well, the good things in life don’t come cheap!
Reciprocation
“Hey, don’t think I’m not grateful… I am,”
He said. “Just… it’s like fucking a ham!
You don’t kiss me and… stuff,
It’s a fuck, fair enough,
But it seems like you don’t give a damn!”
Ugly
Wearin nothin but panties n uggs,
A bit spaced out on liquor n drugs,
This guy’s squeezin her tits
n her pussy, n spits…
“Gonna fuck ya!” She just kinda shrugs.
Sin of omission
A few things he omitted to mention…
(Forgot to, or else by intention),
The bondage, the whips…
So that now, as she strips,
She looks round, filled with vague apprehension.
Tossing the coin
To her credit, she fought tooth and nail…
Her efforts, alas, doomed to fail…
She gave in and sighed…
“Okay. Fuck it! I tried…
Mouth or pussy or what? Head or tail?”
Fauned upon
In the woods, strolling, just after dawn,
She encounters a satyr… or faun…
Those big eyes, and the hooves,
The cute horns, how he moves…
What a guy! God, she’d fuck him… if shorn!
Faun
She was ravished, right there on her lawn,
By, believe it or not, a damn faun!
Goatish legs, goatish prick,
Long and wooly and thick…
Turned her cunt inside out, red and torn!
Animal, vegetable mineral
Getting-off-wise, she’s not too selective…
Just make herself come’s the objective…
A man if ones handy,
Or else, when she’s randy,
A bottle or carrot’s effective!