Caution, care to the winds long since flung,
She to small shreds of dignity clung;
Naked, racked by desire,
Her pussy on fire,
Soft nips, teasing slips of the tongue!
Tag: pussy
Buying hay for another man’s horse
Pussy-whipped or a saint? Man or mouse?
Or enlightened, non-bitter ex-spouse?
While he paid all the bills,
Found religion, took pills,
His ex-wife fucked new men in his house!
Coming attraction
She’d sucked, nibbled the tip, rubbed her lips with it,
Brushed her bush, pussy and hips with it;
“Big boy!” A smile.
We can fuck in a while,
But right now I’m just coming to grips with it!”
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!
Photocopy 2
She got drunk at the firm’s Christmas party.
“Photocopy your tits!” yelled some smarty.
She laughed. “Yeah! What the hell!
Do my pussy as well!”
She thought, later, “Bit fuzzy, but arty!”
Bad press
She was known as a slut and a hussy;
She fucked a lot, wasn’t too fussy,
And didn’t mind much
About condoms and such.
No surprise that her pussy was pussy!
Strings attached
She tried bondage; she’d thought “What the heck?”
Ended up, though, a bit of a wreck!
Yes, she’d certainly come
But had such a red bum,
Swollen pussy, sore back and stiff neck!
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!”
A cad and a bounder
Pretty-faced, (though her nose rather rostral),
He used and abused her, the wastrel!
She sat in a pout,
His seed dribbling out
Of her pussy, her mouth and one nostril.
Rude awakening
In her blog, she typed “What the fuck! Weird!
I got drunk, and when the fog cleared,
I showered and … Shit!
A tattoo on my tit?
And my pussy looks rather dog-eared.”