Tall and handsome! The way that he walked,
Things he said, just the way that he talked…
Said he loved her and that…
Well, she did smell a rat…
But by then she’d already been porked!
Tag: limerick
Gone astray
In her little chemise, of white cotton,
Her mother’s advice quite forgotten,
Her panties gone south,
And his cock in her mouth…
What a scoundrel! How perfectly rotten!
Not playing fair
It began as a game… Bound and gagged,
Cold and sore, the poor girl’s spirits sagged.
It had barely begun
When it ceased to be fun,
But by then, she’d already been shagged!
No joy-ride
When he’d tied her up, yeah, she’d been willing,
(Some fantasy he was fulfilling),
She couldn’t escape…
It was pretty much rape…
Well, at least, one might say, less than thrilling!
The compromise
Though their marriage was fairly robust,
Lots of sex, (but not very much lust),
They both turned a blind eye
To stray roots, the odd lie,
As one might, to save pain, and so must.
The house-keeper
A cold fish? Or just dull? Man or mouse?
Still she’d snare him, feign love, be his spouse.
He’d fall into her arms,
Fool… succumb to her charms!
And he came with a very nice house.
On thin ice
In her tight blouse and hot little skirt,
If she wants to be cheeky and flirt,
Be a prick-tease, in fact,
Well… it might be an act,
But then… one little fuck wouldn’t hurt!
An honest mistake
“Me? A virgin? You’re kidding!” she bluffed.
“Check my pussy! Dog-eared and scuffed!”
She was lying, he guessed,
(As she later confessed),
But by then, she’d already been stuffed!
An awkward position
He said “Miss, would you please be so kind…?
Just roll over… I want you behind…
Not your pussy, my dear…
The other, I fear.
I hope you don’t very much mind!”
Small mercy
“Well,” she thought. “That was rather distressing!”
Whilst wiping her pussy, and dressing.
“Damn lecherous beast!
He came quickly, at least,
Barely in me! That’s some sort of blessing!”