In the tropics, there’s no damn frigidity;
Men blessed with ready rigidity,
Women can’t wait,
Pussies all in a state
Of hot, fragrant and constant liquidity!
Tag: pussies
Curlicues
Those things dangling from pussies. Lips? Flaps?
Did God make them from leftover scraps?
What on earth are they for?
Silly frills, nothing more?
Or to keep out small creatures, perhaps?
Interdict
Though their parents were Godly and strict,
Their teen daughters, as one would predict,
Soon found ways, I’m afraid,
To, if not quite get laid,
Get their pussies extensively licked!
Sticking his nose in
Sniffing pussies is strange, but no felony;
Young girls he thought of as melony,
Faint tones of rose…
Someone’s dad broke his nose,
And now, try as he might, he can’t smell any!
3D fantasy
The poor chap had been born quite myopic;
Girls’ tits were his favourite topic,
(Or pussies or arses),
And now he’s got glasses,
His perving is stereoscopic!
The honey pot
Said his father, “A word of advice;
Tits and pussies and bums may entice,
Which is all very well,
But the thing, truth to tell,
Is a chap’s fucking comes at a price!”
Gemutlich
Despite all of their labial frippery;
Never mind how they smell kippery,
Pussies are cute,
And they’re lovely to root,
Soft and shiny, and cosy and slippery!
A palette for the palate
Pussies taste and smell vaguely of yeast,
Which does not put one off in the least!
Sometimes mushrooms, maybe,
Or a hint of the sea;
Come what may, it’s a moveable feast!
Making a virtue of necessity
He was rough, and a bit of a lech.
He just stripped her and fucked her, poor wretch!
Foreplay? None of the sort!
“Lucky, ain’t it,” she thought.
“Pussies self-lubricate, and they stretch!”
Winner takes all (off)
Both big-breasted, both tall and broad-hipped,
Jeans unzipped, T-shirts off, bras unclipped!
Panties off! Pussies bare!
The blonde won by a hair!
Hard to split! The brunette just outstripped!