She screamed “No!” The poor innocent wretch,
As she felt her poor pussy hole stretch…
Pushed and pulled, deep and wide,
His cock pounding inside…
“Your sweet arse next,” he growled, the damn lech!
Tag: limerick
A winning hand
Inch by inch his hand creeps up her stocking…
His thumb’s reached her panties… Eek! Shocking!
She gasps, rolls her eyes,
Knows her virginal thighs
And the boy’s will be soon interlocking.
Points for trying
Well, this ain’t gonna work, she thought, sighing,
The boy just half hard, almost crying,
His prick blindly stabbing,
His sweaty hands grabbing
Her tits… The poor bugger! At least he was trying
A twist
It’s their regular lunch/lover’s tryst…
A nice meal, they get a bit pissed…
Soon they’re naked and sweating…
She moans as she’s getting
Huge orgasms…riding his fist.
String theory
Her bikini, just titbits and string,
By some magic continues to cling…
Nipple bumps, camel toe…
Like… How could she not know?
Though she does know, of course. That’s the thing.
Interface
He’s a gamer, she’s more into coding…
There’s sexting, dares, teasing and goading…
Until face to face
(She’d come round to his place)
They get naked, and soon he’s uploading!
Above reproach
Though she puts on her graces and airs,
She enjoys the men’s ravenous stares,
When she’s flaunting her breasts
At the help, dinner guests…
Do they think for a moment she cares?
Answer to a maiden’s prayer
Though his cock smelt and tasted so yucky,
Though cum-spattered, sticky and mucky,
She had in fact prayed
Not to die an old maid,
So considered herself kind of lucky.
Ruby the heart breaker
Her rich guy buys her pearls, buys her rubies,
He paid for her splendid new boobies!
She acts little-girly…
No bush long and curly…
She waxes her arsehole and pubies.
Better than chicken
As they make out his cock starts to thicken,
Her pussy to warm up and slicken…
His hand slides down there,
Parts her lush pussy hair,
And dips into her cunt… finger-lickin’!