The orgasm to which she’d aspired
Did come, but she almost expired…
The bondage extreme…
Whipped and fucked, made to scream…
All with rather more force than required!
Tag: limerick
His thoughts straying
Marriage stagnant, his wife cold and bitter,
But sex is a curious critter…
She’d die if she knew
All the vile things he’d do,
If he could, to their kids’ hot teen sitter.
Smallville
A hick town… not much tail to chase…
Mostly spoke for… which, bein’ the case,
Even if people knew,
If a fella should screw
His kid sister, it weren’t no disgrace.
Easy to please
She’s a slut alright, no damn dispute,
She ain’t never said no to a root…
Blowjob, threesome… or more…
You can fuck the sweet whore,
Up her pussy … and arsehole to boot!
Between the lines
Though the sentiments written were tender,
She firmly wrote “Return to sender”…
His words of love moot,
She was sure a root
Was most certainly on his agenda.
Glum
She walked home, sad and sorry and glum,
Disappointed at being so dumb,
Clots of cum in her cunt,
And all over her front,
Not to mention her mouth and her bum.
Split
A big bastard, tall, hairy and strong,
Tattoos, piercings, cock like King Kong…
Picked her up by her tits,
Spread her legs in the splits,
And then fucked her, held up by her thong.
The girl of his dreams
She’s too young he knows… What does that matter?
He wants her, he longs to get at her….
She lives right next door..
He could fuck her… and more…
And he cums… sees her face in the splatter.
Blind leading the blind
He was drunk and his vision was blurry…
“I can’t find your cunt!” he said, slurry…
And she was drunk too,
But still up for a screw…
“It’s the front hole,” she said. It’s, like, furry!”
Afterglow
She grew tired, began to perspire,
Kept count of the cost of her hire…
She’d done pretty well…
Suck, fuck, anal as well…
Just a pity her prices weren’t higher!