They engaged in some sly fornication,
Cunt licking of course, and fellation,
And anal as well…
On the train… What the hell!
And they hadn’t as yet left the station!
Tag: quickie
Beggars can’t be choosers
When she said “Do you fancy a quickie?”,
He thought “Fuck! She’s taking the mickey”…
Still, pretty nice tits,
And a hole where it fits…
Well, a chap shouldn’t be too damn picky!”
Never say never
Got her cornered, he has, fucking clever
No luck yet, but never say never…
“Don’t go,” he says. “Stay!
Just a quickie, okay?”
And she sighs, grabs his prick, says “Whatever.”
Festina lente
His hands groping, they hotly embraced…
“Just a quickie,” he said. “Just a taste!”
“Oh god! Yes!” she said… “Though…
There’s no hurry you know…
Do me slowly, big boy… haste makes waste!”
Masque
Fancy dress and masks… perfect disguise!
No names needed, no bullshit, no lies…
Just go find some dark spot…
Up her like a damn shot…
Which she wants, you can see in her eyes!
Kitchen concupiscence
While the children played out in the yard,
She compliant, he randy and hard,
Their polite dads and mums
Sipped their tea and dropped crumbs,
As he eased his way in with some lard.
A keeper
At the bar, I met someone called Vicki,
I thought would be good for a quickie.
She screwed me all night,
She was horny and tight,
And next morning suggested a sickie.
Seed saving
As he thrust himself in, to the hilt,
She exclaimed, “Are you scared it might wilt?”
He said “Pardon my haste,
But I do deplore waste,
And I’d hate to see good semen spilt.
Cloncurry
Said a bloke to a girl in Cloncurry,
“My dear, there’s no need to worry:
Your mum’s in the yard,
And your sister’s on guard,
We’re quite safe, but we do need to hurry!”
Greased lightning
A young lady I know is quite manic,
Her manner of fucking galvanic:
She starts at a pace,
Like it’s some sort of race,
And from then on, just hang and don’t panic!