Although naked, she hasn’t an inkling…
Cunt glistening, pink arsehole twinkling,
An innocent, yet…
Soon her skin, flushed, sweat-wet
To be coated with cum, spurting, sprinkling.
Tag: limerick
Splitting hairs
A contortionist… doing the splits,
Or legs wrapped round her neck and her tits..
She can lick her own cunt
Inside out, back to front,
And fuck anything… whatever fits!
Small packages
Tiny tits, short, and couldn’t be thinner…
A great little fuck-toy, a spinner…
Cunt wrapped round his nuts,
Rearranging her guts,
Yep! By god! She’s a keeper, a winner!
Toss-up
Thong or G-string, the old anal floss…
Is it sexy? She don’t give a toss!
They’re a pain in the arse
And they frankly lack class…
Go commando maybe… no great loss.
Terms of endearment
She was kind of upset and offended..
He’d begged her.. She gave in, surrendered…
A frightful defeat,
Being fucked like damn meat…
Hogtied, ass-hooked, blindfolded, suspended!
Solid
“Want to make love?” He said… What he meant
Was for her to get naked, be bent
Backwards over his couch,
Being fucked… (fucking ouch!)
By a cock like a block of cement!
Transit of Venus
“Well, hello!” he said. “Thought it was you…
She recalled that they’d once had a screw…
Not his name though, the jerk…
Fucking late for damn work…
Being groped, like, right there in the queue!
Never say never
Got her cornered, he has, fucking clever
No luck yet, but never say never…
“Don’t go,” he says. “Stay!
Just a quickie, okay?”
And she sighs, grabs his prick, says “Whatever.”
Quite a dish
Skin like porcelain, flawless and creamy,
Big eyes like blue lakes, still and dreamy,
Tits like almond jelly,
Flat, firm washboard belly,
And cunt lips like salmon sashimi.
Not just a pretty face
When he’d fucked her a while, in a lull,
He said “Bitch, pussy fuckin’s plain dull,
Like, just git on yer back,
Rim me good, suck my sack…
Open wide… gonna fuck yer damn skull!