While he fondled her fanny’s trim bristle,
He said “Would you blow on my whistle?”
She answered “Why not,
If you’ll sing to my twat,
And I might even chew on your gristle!”
Tag: limerick
Rude awakening
She thought “Jesus, I must have been drunk!”
When she woke up in bed with some punk.
He was hairy and gross,
Snuggled up way too close,
And her cunt was still full of his gunk!
Do unto others
She came twice, and said “God, that was fun!”
He said “Was? Girl, I’ve only begun!
Lie back down, and I’ll do you
So well, when I’m through, you
Will know you’ve been thoroughly done!”
Hairstyles
Once a girl had a quaint pussy-beard,
But these days they’ve all disappeared.
They’re bald or they’re bristled;
Back then I’d have whistled,
But now I just think they look weird!
Strike one
She grumped “All you ridiculous men, you
Think women are just a sports venue,
For sex when you like:
Well, I’m going on strike!
Fucks and blow jobs are now off the menu!”
Multiple choice
When she hung out the “Do not disturb”,
They had sex that was rather superb,
On the floor, on the bed,
From her A to her Z
She was licked, kissed, poked, fucked, ….. (insert verb).
On parade
She paraded, bare-chested, big-breasted,
Some prude said she should be arrested!
A crowd gathered, leering,
She basked in the cheering,
And took off her shorts when requested.
Mixed blessing
Catching sight of his cock, she cried “Bless me!
I wouldn’t have let you undress me,
If I’d known the size
Of that thing ‘twixt your thighs!
I can’t! Won’t… well, I might, if you press me!”
Chivalry
The fair damsel cried out in distress.
She was naked… Ah, but I digress!
The knight rode to her aid,
Firm of flesh, swift of blade!
Dragon slain, they rode off. She said “Yes!
Alcohol fog
He was lost in an alcohol fog,
When she purred “Do you fancy a snog?”
She had tits out to here,
But, blinded by beer,
The poor fool just stood there agog!