“God!” she thought. “E’er so low one has stooped!
Being fucked like a whore! Rather pooped.”
It quite beggared belief!
What a blessed relief,
When he came, and his huge pizzle drooped!
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It was damp in the woods, cold and drizzly,
His cock like a bloody bull’s pizzle! He
Scratched, bit and growled,
She felt helpless, befouled.
It was like being fucked by a grizzly!
Naked, out in the woods, in the drizzle,
She fondles her stallion’s great pizzle.
It stiffens, of course,
So a man, like a horse,
If she does this to him, maybe his’ll.
He was grumpy, pot-bellied and grizzled,
But strong as a bull, and long-pizzled.
Back then, in his youth,
Girls had swooned! Now, in truth,
His cock twitched at best, dribbled and fizzled.