Her attendance at school had been cursory,
Then haberdashery, mercery,
Not a great life;
Now she’s somebody’s wife,
Gone to fat, feeding brats in the nursery!
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Negotiating skills
“Just plain sex,” she’d said. “Not up behind…
I won’t suck it… I’m just not that kind.
Not my bottom… My God!
You damn treacherous sod!
It’s too big! It’s… Oh fuck! Never mind.”
Broadening one’s horizons
Although not to suggest immorality,
Just as a vague generality,
Girls in Lahore,
Beauties all, all what’s more,
Show remarkable… ummm… hospitality!
Fuzzy bare
Her shaved pussy had sprouted some fuzz;
When she touched it, it gave her a buzz.
It might not look so cute,
When it came to a root,
But she’ll just please herself (which she does!)
Beginner’s luck
“Gosh!” she thought. “Fucking’s much under-rated!”
(His penis size not unrelated).
“And just when I swore
I can’t come anymore,
Here I am, coming still, unabated!”
Come again?
Socks and jocks, panties, all in a jumble,
They progressed from fumble to tumble.
She came loud and long…
Then passed out! What was wrong?
“Fucking awesome!” was all she could mumble.
Humbert
Feeling guilty, somewhat self-disgusted,
He looked at her, helplessly lusted!
So vibrant, so young,
Perfect tits, lips bee-stung…
And so trusting! But could he be trusted?
An acquired taste
She was young and naive, a bit flustered,
But still, he’d have said, keen as mustard!
She sucked like a pro…
When he came on her, though,
Was she angry, or only disgusted?
Caught out
“So,” she said to him, “which titty’s best?
You can’t keep your damn eyes of my chest!
Wanna squeeze them as well?
Have a grope! What the hell?
Go ahead, don’t be shy! Be my guest!”
Thy neighbour’s wife
Though the Bible does say not to covet
Thy neighbour’s wife, wouldn’t she love it?
He’s willing to bet
She’d be lovely and wet
Where he so much desires to shove it!