She’d discreetly inserted her diaphragm.
“Maybe just lift your leg higher, Ma’am?”
God! What she’d paid
To this fool to get laid!
Must she draw him a fucking big diagram?
Tag: prostitution
Lonesome cowboy
He approached her, said “Howdy there, ma’am!
I need cash, but this ain’t no damn scam;
Just, I’m handsome and young,
And I’m pretty well-hung.
If you want a good root, here I am!”
Value added
Fifty bucks for a fuck. Damn good value!
Not young, but still hot, let me tell you!
She said “Ten bucks more
Gets you in my back door!
Not, of course, that I’d try to upsell you.”
Freelance
Not the best root he’s had, but a tryer;
No pro, just for casual hire.
Nice body, great boobs,
Bouncy arse and shaved pubes…
Pretty much all a man could desire!
Penny dreadful
In a laneway, behind the school fence,
In a dunny, the Ladies or Gents,
She’d go down on a bloke,
Even give him a poke,
And all just for a handful of pence!
Bottom line
A nice dinner, a pretty good wine;
When he asked for a fuck, she said “Fine,
Just the usual way?
For a bondage scene, say,
I’d expect an enhanced bottom line.”
All cats are grey in the dark
He just wanted some pussy, some bint,
But was hard up. In fact he was skint,
So he’d have to make do,
If he wanted a screw,
With the whore with the hare-lip and squint.
Soft selling
Soft in all the right places, sweet-smelling;
She winked, and he felt his cock swelling!
No harm, then, in trying,
Let on he was buying,
Depending on if she was selling!
Her cards on the table
She explained that she’d not be averse
To some anal, or bondage, or worse;
Pain and suffering too,
Nothing she wouldn’t do!
(Which her fees would, of course, reimburse.)
The oldest profession
She got by, scraped along, rather meagrely,
Selling her favours illegally,
Down on her luck;
A quick, lucrative fuck
Opportunity sought after eagerly!