Private parts not yet fully revealed,
Convinced, though, she’d pretty soon yield,
Right hand up her skirt,
His left under her shirt,
He pressed on… “Oooh! You’re naughty!” she squealed.
Tag: private parts
Private party
Tired, sore, bruised, her private parts battered,
She nonetheless felt sort of flattered.
Just think! All those guys!
From her thighs to her eyes,
By their various semens bespattered!
Courtship
Courtly manners, the romantic arts,
Men invented to win women’s hearts,
And their minds, and their hands,
Although each understands
The main goal is their warm moister parts.