From around her cunt bristle and billow
Vast waves of hair, lush, a plush pillow,
Not so much a bush
As, if shove comes to push,
Something grander; a damn pussy willow!
Tag: pussy
Inflamed desire
Fumbling, rash, in his haste to unfasten
Her pantaloons, sadly, the parson,
Whose candle that night
Set her pussy alight,
To the charge of rape thus added arson.
Want a rubber, duckie?
“You! Young man!” she cried. “Come here, duckie!
“First time? Well you’ve just struck it lucky!
A tenner, alright?
Mind, it’s been a big night,
And my pussy’s a little bit mucky!”
In heat
Pussy not only moist, but damn soggy,
Deliciously, squishiously boggy,
She said “As you see,
I’m turned on as can be.
Fuck me frontwards and backwards and doggy!
The sap rising
The old girl was still cheeky and spry.
“My tits droop, but my pussy ain’t dry!”
She exclaimed with a grin.
“Go ahead. Stick it in!
Goodness knows, it’s at least worth a try!”
A matter of taste
Though flat-chested and freckled and pasty,
It just showed one shouldn’t be hasty;
She had a nice muff,
She was willing enough,
And her pussy, in fact, was damn tasty!
Democracy in action
“Dear Diary. Oh boy!” she wrote.
Tom said “Pussy or arse or deep-throat?”
Harry laughed, said “Tough call!”
I said “Fuck! Do ’em all!
Fuckin’ airtight, boys, that’s my damn vote!”
Back seat driver
She sat up, poured herself a reviver.
His come, pussy juice, his saliva
Dripped out of her cunt.
She said “Get back in front.
You can take me home now, thank you, driver!”
Tug-of-love
He would pluck her, he said, the big brute,
Pull her pussy hairs out root by root.
Rip out each screaming follicle!
How diabolical!
Nasty, but bald pussy’s cute!
Life is a cabaret
Just a stripper, but quite the artiste,
She kept time with the music, at least.
“Turn it up,” her boss said,
“Show some pussy instead.
Shake them tits too.” Insensitive beast!