With great tits and a cunt like a quoit,
At the act of sex, more than adroit,
She was fun to be seen with,
Do something obscene with,
And always a joy to exploit!
Tag: limerick
Loving her work!
As she worked her small boobs bobbled perkily;
Once, she looked up and smiled quirkily.
Nimbly she stroked,
Till she giggled and choked,
As he came in her pretty mouth, jerkily!
The list
She wrote all of her wants on a list,
Things she liked, things on which she’d insist,
When and how, and with what,
Which he promptly forgot;
She got off , nonetheless, on the gist.
The trap
It was pink, its mouth drooled, it was hairy,
Quite gross, and decidedly scary!
Her titties were nice,
But were meant to entice
Boys like him, who were young and unwary!
A word in his ear
She drew close, pressed her lips to his ear,
Said something he couldn’t quite hear;
Her tongue, warm and wet,
Though they’d only just met,
Made her meaning abundantly clear!
Report card
On a white card she wrote: “Could do better.
Instructions obeyed to the letter.
Work neat and correct.
Penis nicely erect.
Could have waited until I’d got wetter.”
Unmasked
The erection he struggled to mask,
(An increasingly difficult task),
As they danced cheek to cheek
She, at last, gave a tweak,
And said “Frankly, you only need ask!”
Not abreast of things
She unfastened her brassiere clasp;
He emitted an audible gasp,
And she winked to suggest
He might fondle her chest,
Which the poor fellow failed to grasp!
The tart
Though she dressed and behaved like a tart,
When she fucked, she fucked straight from the heart,
Which she wore on her sleeve,
And good sex, I believe,
And great tits are a pretty good start!
Peeping Tom
Naked, sprawled she lay blissfully sleeping;
He crouched at the door, panting, peeping,
His cock in his hand,
But would she understand
That his love for her brought him there, creeping?