Lubrication? A quick spit, or none.
Just a harmless enough bit of fun…
She’s been hoping he might
Take more time, stay the night…
But it’s always more like hit and run.
Tag: limerick
Meretricious
Yep. Her body’s her fortune… kerrr…chinggg!
Screw this rich guy for money and bling.
Nice house, flash car and such…
Life’s a ball, pretty much…
Got his dick on the end of a string!
Trophy wife
Dressed in silks, daubed with rare fragrant oils,
Bejewelled hair plaited in coils,
She sits by the king,
Poor young, innocent thing,
Prize of war. To the victor the spoils!
Getting what’s coming to her
Serves her right, the damn pert little tease!
He thought, pushing it in by degrees.
Bloody jiggling her tits…
Well, bitch, see how this fits!
(Very nicely, a lovely tight squeeze!)
Consummation
A week now since their making of vows…
She’s done all that good breeding allows…
Lain down naked beside him…
Good lord! Must she ride him?
The man’s such a pain to arouse!
Life study
She posed modestly, shyly undraped…
His heart thumped in his chest, his mouth gaped…
Dripping brush in his hand…
Would the girl understand,
Were she, gently as possibly, raped?
Endgame
Had she said or done something misleading?
The end to which matters were speeding
Suggested she had…
Could it be quite as bad
As in books she’d been secretly reading?
Left dangling
All had not gone as hoped or intended…
She found herself naked, suspended!
The lack of control…
Fucked in this and that hole!
Quite decidedly sordid, but splendid!
The queen and the peasant
The queen eyed off the handsome young vassal.
The king’s cock hung limp as a tassel…
A sham of a marriage…
She called “Stop the carriage!
Guard! Fetch this man up to the castle!
Salivating
Her young pussy, her tight little slit,
Once warmed up with his finger and spit,
To his pleasant surprise
Soon expanded in size,
To become quite an excellent fit!