In a downtown cafe, dimly lit,
Sat a customer, tickling her clit.
When observed at her labour,
She jerked off her neighbour,
With gusto, with relish and spit!
Tag: limerick
A port in a storm
An unflappable lady called Kim,
Who was had by a man, on a whim,
Said “It was rather fun,
After all’s said and done,
But I do wish it hadn’t been him!
Mood music
Miss McKenzie, my music instructor,
Was once under a famous conductor:
To “La Mer” by Debussy,
He tickled her pussy,
And during the nocturne, he fucked her!
Froth and bubbles
He suggested a bath, in the hope
Of a bit of a slippery grope,
But he’d scarce touched the tap,
When she jumped on his lap,
Having warmed herself up on the soap!
Street fare
She wore rags, and was covered in grime,
But her body was something sublime:
Firm young breasts of great size,
And between her smooth thighs
Lay a cunt slick with succulent slime.
The getting
Having chased her and finally got her,
He worked her up hotter and hotter:
He lifted her skirt,
Saying “Hush, this won’t hurt.”
He was right, but no less of a rotter!
Ne’er do well
When I kissed her, she muttered and fussed,
And she claimed I’d been false to her trust,
But she said, between sighs,
As I parted her thighs,
“Do it well, then, if do it you must!”
Umami
Though her cunt did taste slightly of fish,
For what more could a man ever wish?
He continued to savour
Her delicate flavour,
Then plunged in his cock, with a squish!
Trepidation
Said the shy and demure Miss Fay
With a cry of the utmost dismay,
“Though I’ve done it before,
And it’s not made me sore,
By it’s size, I’m concerned that this may!”
Marital relations
Said my wife, who’s an unashamed fake,
“Oh my God! Did we have an earthquake?
I’m convinced the earth moved,
Or your technique’s improved!”
“Do you mean,” said I, “you were awake?”