She was hot, but a bit of a floozy;
He rooted her in the jacuzzi.
He would have preferred
Some place less, like, absurd,
But, in fact, he just wasn’t that choosy.
Tag: limerick
Foreknowledge and foreplay
The poor bloke, had he known in advance,
He was in with a bloody good chance,
Would have not wasted time
On sweet talk, (what a crime!)
And just gotten straight into her pants!
Slugger
Quite enormous, much bigger than most…
All his bragging was no idle boast!
And as hard as a rock,
She thought, straddling his cock,
In more ways than one, deeply engrossed!
The lobbyist
She’d been caught having sex in the lobby.
“Right, Miss. What’s yer game?” said the bobby.
“Just innocent fun!”
She said. “What harm’s been done?
Just a girl’s little bit of a hobby!”
Full
She’d said yes, and though not one to welch,
Still, her pussy was starting to squelch!
With each stroke of the cock
Of each bloke came the shock
Of a croak from her cunt, like a belch!
Big car, small dick
Though she had the poor jerk on a string,
It was only a casual fling.
He was handsome and funny,
Had plenty of money,
But such a small cock. No big thing.
For better or worse
She was game, the young bride, quite intrepid;
She knew that the Lord was her shepherd,
But though he took charge,
His cock wasn’t that large…
And his lovemaking sort of, well, tepid.
The proof of the pudding
Well of course I’m a virgin! she’d say,
Once convinced she should go all the way,
But them damn doubting Thomases,
All lies n promises,
Soon found she wasn’t, someway.
Third time lucky
She had rather a way with the chaps,
Nymphomania, some said, perhaps.
Though she’d sometimes say no,
Maybe twice in a row,
Ask again, and she’d always relapse!
The Friars of Bath
The good friars of Bath, I’m afraid,
Have assaulted the scullery maid!
The sods rogered her merrily,
Yea, in ways, verily,
Too, that the Bible forbade!