How damn long can she take to disrobe?
And for christ-bloody-sake, why the strobe?
Come on! Show us your tits!
To not get the damn shits,
One must needs have the patience of Job!
Tag: limerick
Living the dream
Fucking’s better than porn, like, more real,
Though wives don’t shout “fuck me” and squeal,
And hookers look bored…
Like this woman.. Good lord!
What, if anything does this whore feel?
Synchronicity
As she sucked him, her pretty tits wobbled.
Her nipple rings jiggled and bobbled.
The harder he poked,
Though she gurgled and choked,
Still, the deeper and faster she gobbled!
The vulgar fraction
“Let me tell you this much, bud, for free…
We both just want a fuck… you agree?
Problem solved,” she said, “but…
I ain’t just some cheap slut!
Well, not cheap. It’s about, like, degree.”
To be clear…
“Would I sleep with you? Let’s be succinct…
Would I fuck you?” she said, and she winked…
“Yes! But no counting sheep…
An intuitive leap…
Fucking, sleeping… two things quite distinct!
As luck would have it
She said “Don’t get me wrong, mister, but…
If you’re out on the prowl for a slut,
Then no need to look far…
As sluts go, I’m a star!
And of sluts, in this town, there’s a glut.
Une affaire
Her affair had been just short and sweet…
Who’d have thought her the damn sort to cheat
On her husband? Not she!
But it turned out to be
An experience one ought repeat!
A bit one-sided
When he fucked her she came on all teary.
Most times she just took it quite cheery…
He said, when he’d done,
“Well, that wasn’t much fun.”
And she sobbed, “I’m just bone-fucking-weary!”
The waiting game
He was older than her, by a mile…
She could wait… but for such a long while…
And so, rightly or wrongly,
Attracted so strongly,
She still sucked his dick with a smile!
Rough round the edges
She’d said no, but he paid her no heed…
He was rough, though she said “There’s no need”…
When he tore off her dress,
She said “Look, it’s not yes,
But calm down, and by all means, proceed!”