“Fuck me Frog Prince!” she giggled and joked…
But the frog that she’d caught only croaked…
Still she stuck him inside
Her young cunt… slippy-slide…
Must have been maybe something she smoked.
Tag: marijuana
Summer of love
She was fifteen. Her name was… what? Julie?
Age, names didn’t bug us unduly.
Free love, lots of weed…
Well, what more did we need?
She had nice tits. She smelled of patchouli.
Highs and lows
In a doorway, behind a closed shop,
They smoked dope, he unfastened her top.
They were horny and high;
She had sex with the guy.
Well, he fucked her. She didn’t say stop!