The poor cook was forever on guard,
Since his lordship was constantly hard…
Tits kept well out of sight
Arse and pussy kept tight,
Ready greased with some dripping or lard.
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Perspective
“Gosh, it’s awfully big,” she said cutely…
“Too big!” she cried, quite astutely.
“Impressive… but shit…
I don’t think it will fit!”
“Oh it will…” he said. “Yes, absolutely!”
Pixie and Dixie
Little tits, boyish bum, like a pixie,
Talks dirty, all cutesy and tricksy,
Cunt fits like a glove…
God, he thinks. I’m in love!
And I ain’t fuckin’ whistlin’ Dixie
Hooked
She rolled over and gave him a hug,
Big and hairy, a bit of a thug,
But the sex was damn good…
Would she leave him? She should…
But like people say, love is a drug.
The cold shoulder
“Fuck you sir!” Not a ladylike curse…
“And your penis too!” Suitably terse.
“Put it back in your pants,”
She said looking askance…
As cocks go, though, she thought, she’d seen worse.
Picture perfect
Flaxen hair, dangling down to her knees,
Tits that begged come and give them a squeeze,
Sparkling china-blue eyes,
Milky porcelain thighs,
Pouting pussy lips, moistly cerise.
Devil may care
He just fucked her, just devil-may-carely,
A whim, but he thought fair and squarely.
She sulked for a while,
But gave in with a smile,
As they all did, excepting just rarely.
Vegan sex
For the want of a flesh and blood prick,
Something else, something longish and thick,
Hefty, smooth, with a bend
And a knob on its end…
A big aubergine might do the trick!
Capricornication
He was horned, hairy legged, cloven hooved,
His cock slimy and thick, ridged and grooved…
He smelt funky as hell
When they fucked… Truth to tell…
Kind of goatish, whatever that proved.
Provocateur
She was feeling a little provoked…
“Well for fucksake, my panties are soaked!
We been smoochin all night…”
She cried. “No more, alright?
Git yer cock out. I wanna get poked!”