Well, he thought, as he poured her a scotch,
Time to dial it up one more notch…
“If you could… do you mind…
Would you please be so kind
As to play with your cunt, while I watch?”
Tag: limerick
The meek shall inherit
Awful pretty, but timid and meek,
When she spoke, it was just a shy squeak,
But tits big as her head!
“Will you show me,” he said,
And she blushed and said “Just a quick peek.”
Ho hum
Married, kids… sex is kinda ho-hum…
Like her pussy’s somehow just gone numb…
Hubby can’t go without it,
Says “Babe, how about it?”
She sighs, “Maybe try up my bum.”
Scruples
Though it’s true, still it sucks, all the chatter…
Though sluttish, the crux of the matter
Is who she roots, when…
Like, not schoolboys, just men…
In bars, doorways, the trucks of the latter.
Winners and losers
There she is, with with her lovely lush bush n
Them tits, n her ass on a cushion…
Yer tryna git in,
But ya cain’t seem to win,
An she’s yellin n shoutin “Keep pushin!”
On the Bright side
There was a young lady from Bright,
With a pussy deliciously tight…
Her young fella said “Shit!
My damn cock doesn’t fit!”
“Just push harder,” she said, “and it might.”
Pus
Pus, in some ways, might be advantageous…
For fellas who feel courageous…
It’s slippery goo,
That, like, helps with the screw,
Hoping meantime it isn’t cuntagious!
Temptation
He tried hard to resist, think of Christ…
But this whore was attractively priced…
And her state of undress…
Yes, he had to confess,
He was more than a little enticed!
Vacuum packed
To Letitia Smith-Jones, with a hyphen,
His cock looked a lot like a python…
He got in the tip,
Then her cunt got a grip,
And it sucked in the rest like a siphon!
13
Her cunt shiny and wet and lubricious,
The taste of it tangy, delicious…
But thirteen! Like, thirteen!
Though… she’s plenty damn keen…
This ain’t no time to be superstitious!