“You must do what I say, to the letter,”
She said. “Lick my cunt, make it wetter.
I must come first… twice…
A third time would be nice,
And a fourth and a fifth even better. “
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Here kitty, kitty
So the love bug has finally bitten…
He’s met a young girl, … he’s quite smitten…
Cute bum, cupcake tits
And (his cock barely fits)…
Her sweet pussy… well… more like her kitten!
All is not lost
Though her husband’s a fool, and pretentious,
A gambler, a drunk and licentious,
Although he fucks whores,
And he farts and he snores,
In their bedroom he’s still conscientious.
Intelligent design
Contemplating her lovely vagina,
She thanked God, her pussy’s designer…
Like, perfect to fuck…
What incredible luck!
And most times any damage just minor.
Presentation
Bigger boobs are a bonus, she’s found,
Not too saggy, just bouncy and round…
Guys go out of their minds,
Want to fuck her, she finds…
Better value than small, pound for pound.
Home schooling
Just a hillbilly-fuck-daddy redneck gal,
Young… prob’ly cain’t add or spell,
Little handful-size tits,
And she leans down n spits
And starts suckin’ his cock! What the hell?
Ladies’ fingers
Nice young ladies get horny like boys…
They get off with their hands and their toys,
Taking secret delight
In their beds late at night
Panties stuffed in mouths, not to make noise.
Abandon hope
Poor girl, castaway, stranded, marooned…
Found Man Friday… hope blossomed, ballooned…
All did not go as planned…
Thrown face down on the sand,
And her tender young pussy harpooned!
Food for thought
Her predicament, now her mind’s cleared,
Is worse than it first had appeared
These cannibal chaps
Might yet eat her, perhaps…
And her pussy’s already been speared!
The unwelcome caress
At his harsh, importunate caress
She felt under a certain duress,
Sweet talk over it seemed,
As he growled (and she screamed)…
“Right, let’s have at what’s under your dress!”