She imagines men, (jocks, local boys),
With huge cocks, bulging-veined, like her toys,
Forcing open her thighs,
While she whimpers and tries,
When she comes, not to make too much noise!
Tag: limerick
Gentility
“Please be gentle!” she whispers, and sighs.
“I’m a virgin!” she blatantly lies.
He, insensitive brute,
Just says “Fuck that! Let’s root!”
Having seen through her little disguise!
Turkish delight
They call Fatima “Turkish delight”;
Soft, brown skin, pink inside, sweet to bite!
Tasting, smelling of roses.
Sniff! Lick, as she dozes!
A thousand nights fucked, and still tight!
Turkish girls
Women’s roles, now, in secular Turkey,
Are not fixed, like back in the murky,
But romantic, days,
Of the harem and beys,
Though their sex lives are still, often, quirky!
Greek girls
God, those Greek women know how to please!
Olive oil, fresh figs, goat’s milk cheese,
Extra-virgin, or not,
Tits, bum, bushy young twat!
Standing up, lying down, hands-and-knees!
El sabor de España (The taste of Spain)
Spanish women! None wilder, nor sweeter!
A hot-blooded young señorita,
Nude, busty, splay-thighed!
Pleasant choice, to decide,
Should one ravish her, right now, or eat her?
Spanish girls
The religious young women of Spain,
As a matter of faith, show disdain
For the birth-control pill,
And for condoms, (which spill),
Though they don’t therefore, thank God, abstain!
Male-pattern hair growth
He’ll grow hair on his palms, go insane,
But sex occupies most of his brain;
Soggy tissues, stiff sheets,
Beating off while he eats.
Impolite, but the boy can’t refrain!
Happy fate
It now seemed undeniably plain
Her resistance would all be in vain,
So she stopped, caught her breath,
And the fate worse than death,
Caused her much more amusement than pain!
Industrial strength
His cock pumped like a piston, pneumatic;
She grunted, jerked, breathing erratic,
Eyes rolling, arse bucking,
Reflexively fucking,
Just functioning on automatic.