It was tight, but he’d not be denied!
So he sweated, and levered, and pried…
Rather selfish of course…
Though she cried herself hoarse…
Still a virgin, despite how he tried.
Tag: limerick
Pride cometh
It was mostly a matter of pride.
Though she said she’d had bigger, she’d lied…
The gargantuan brute, it
Might hurt, but she’d root it!
And did… though she damn near died!
There’s life in the old girl yet!
My Aunt Mary, a bit of a shocker,
Improved the design of her rocker…
A big wooden prick,
Through a hole, on a stick…
And renamed it Aunt M’s auto-cocker!
Too much information
Betsy’s father flew into a rage,
Not just only because of her age,
And the fact she’d had sex,
Which one sort of expects
But the fact that she’d done it on stage!
Ho hum
She’d been horny enough, when he woke her,
Cock nudging her, stiff as a poker…
Cunt runny enough…
But still… funny enough…
As fucks go, it was just mediocre!
Tweak
She was left quite unable to speak…
He walked up, gave her nipples a tweak!
Well, she’d not worn a bra,
But that’s going too far!
And it hurt too! By golly, what cheek!
What a woman!
“Well, I mostly just wanted a hug,”
She said… laughed… dropped her dress with a shrug…
“Look, I don’t want a fuck”’
But looks like you’re in luck…
I’ll just give it a suck and tug!”
Snap snap!
She stripped down to her black, lacy teddy,
Unfastened the snaps and said “Ready!
Can’t wait to tell Mom
You’re my date for the prom…
So… does this mean we’re like… going steady!
Top class
The girl ain’t what a bloke would call classy…
She’s loud, a bit sluttish and brassy…
Yeah, big tits maybe,
But a Harvard degree,
And she’s fluent in Chinese and Farsi!
White magic
The poor guy, his life must have been hell…
Fallen under the young witch’s spell…
His cock always erect,
Ridden hard, I expect…
Maybe not so bad, though, truth to tell!