About seven foot, covered with hair,
The man looked, smelled and fucked like a bear!
Half grossed out, half enthralled,
She felt like she’d been mauled…
Didn’t kill her, but gave her a scare!
Tag: limerick
Can’t buy me love
The poor fool, she thought, stifling a laugh,
Mooning round like a damn lovesick calf!
If it weren’t for his money…
She cooed “Kiss me, honey!”
And winked at his lackeys and staff.
For better, for worse
Her drunk husband, with whom she’d grown bored,
Lay beside her and farted and snored.
She was tempted to leave him,
Cuckold him, deceive him…
A dream she was moving toward.
Introductory offer
This cute girl he’d just met at the bar
Grabbed his cock and said “My place ain’t far…
And my flatmate’s away…
If you want, you can stay…
Or, like, just go and fuck in your car!”
Cohabitation
Being married, man.. God! Fucking bliss!
Wake up hard, fuck the wife, take a piss.
Home for lunch, a quick screw…
Wants it after work too!
Does it get any better than this?
Camel toe caravan
All those girls in the street, wearing tights…
God! What fucking delectable sights!
Sweaty gym-topped young mums,
With their pants up their bums,
And a pussy that looks like it bites!
Who dares wins
When her turn came around, she chose DARE.
“Fuck the guy on your left.” What? Right there?
On the couch? On the floor?
While they cheered, what’s more?
She was drunk enough, though, not to care.
If
If you weren’t my damn boss, which you are,
I’d be getting straight out of your car,
She said. Gimme a break!
I’m eighteen, for fucksake!
Get your fuckin hand out of my bra!
Enough rope
Tight enough? But not too tight, he hopes.
Hang her up now, and see how she copes,
Being screwed in mid-air.
Does she know? Does she care,
That he’s only still learning the ropes?
Campus life
In the Sigma sorority dorm,
Home-made porn’s pretty much the new norm.
Giving head’s the new kissing…
Girls playfully pissing…
It sucks in the boys by the swarm!