I’m intrigued, watching girls when they piddle:
So many things meet in the middle,
But what comes from where,
Underneath that lush hair
I confess remains mostly a riddle.
Tag: piss
The revelation
There was a young lady called Chris,
Who thought fucking was absolute bliss.
She had nothing but pity
For girls who, though pretty,
Still just used their fannies to piss!
All yours
“Pick an orifice, any,” said Jill.
“I’m all yours, till you’ve quite had your fill!
But one thing I insist upon,
That’s being pissed upon,
After you’ve done what you will.”
Yellow rain
The grass
A young lady from Badgery Creek
Stepped outside late one night, for a leak.
When she squatted, the grass
Sort of tickled her arse,
So she did it each night for a week!
Appeasement
Their depraved appetites to appease,
Certain men pay exorbitant fees
To a smart woman who
Found that, rather than screw
They’re quite happy to watch while she pees.
Delicacy
Lady Edith, in kid gloves and tweed,
Felt an urgent indelicate need,
So she hitched up her skirt,
Lest it drag in the dirt,
Or get wet at the hem when she peed.
Rara avis
He’s a very strange fellow indeed.
Said Miss Jones, and her sister agreed,
Never wanting to screw…
All he wanted to do
Was jerk off, while he watched, while they peed.
Aghast
She’d been taken a bit by surprise,
From the size of the whites of her eyes,
At the heft of his cock,
Her mouth open in shock,
And the piss trickling down her smooth thighs!
A pox on both their houses
Pussy burning, a quite nasty itch,
When she pissed, God, it hurt like a bitch!
So she’d picked up the clap
From some poxy damn chap,
The big question, of course, being which?