Pussy lips pouting, damp, convoluted,
Just slightly agape, so well suited
To focus the mind…
As if purpose-designed
To be lovingly touched, kissed and rooted!
Tag: pussy
First date
Push-up bra, panties scraps of white lace,
She’ll at least let him get to first base,
Maybe feel her tits…
Pussy damp, where she sits,
She thinks “Yeah, fuck me too… watch this space!”
His divided attention
It’s distracting, that can’t be denied,
How she’s sitting there, legs open wide,
And the way her jeans fit…
Centre seam up her slit,
And one pussy lip down either side!
Alley cat
He reflected, while doing her, doggy,
“This cunt ain’t just wet, it’s damn soggy!
Lank hair, droopy lips,
Kinda squelches and drips…
Ain’t no pedigree pussy, just moggy!”
Degustation
Her arse cheeks hanging out of her skirt,
Flimsy, clingy excuse for a shirt…
Tasty titbits to munch,
Juicy pussy for lunch,
And her sweet little arse for dessert!
Do the crime, do the time
She got caught sneaking home, and got grounded,
(Her daddy’s suspicions well founded.)
No biggie, she thought.
It was worth getting caught,
To have gotten her young pussy pounded!
Camel toe caravan
All those girls in the street, wearing tights…
God! What fucking delectable sights!
Sweaty gym-topped young mums,
With their pants up their bums,
And a pussy that looks like it bites!
Supply and demand
She’d not been very hard to convince…
Goodness knows, she’d dropped plenty of hints!
Guess it just goes to show,
That some men are just slow…
She thought, giving her pussy a rinse.
The sap still rising
She was broad-hipped, impressively busty,
Not young any more, but still lusty.
She loved being screwed,
And looked fabulous nude,
Lovely pussy, if just a bit musty.
Caught napping
She’d just thought to herself how much fun it
Would be, baring pussy, to sun it.
She’d dropped off to sleep,
All her clothes in a heap…
And was fucked by somebody! Whodunnit?