Wham! Bam! Straight up her pussy! Boom! Tish!
Seemed like Santa had granted her wish…
Dress hiked up, panties torn,
On her parents’ front lawn
Being rooted by some dude! Squish! Squish!
Tag: quickie
Cohabitation
Being married, man.. God! Fucking bliss!
Wake up hard, fuck the wife, take a piss.
Home for lunch, a quick screw…
Wants it after work too!
Does it get any better than this?
Seizing the moment
“Does it tickle? It’s more, kind of, prickly,
But still… rather nice!” she said thickly.
Oh God! it’s so good!
Do whatever you would…
But whatever you do, do it quickly!”
Lucky dip
“Fuck!” she thought. “Well God knows I ain’t picky…
Thank God, though, it’s only a quickie!
He ain’t all that cute,
But a root’s still a root,
And that cock! Don’t it take the damn biccie!”
Be prepared!
“Olive oil, fat, anything greasy,”
She said, with a wink, light and breezy.
“It’s messy and sticky,
But, come to quickie,
Wham! Bam! Thank you ma’am. It’s dead easy!”
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Taking the mickey
First she thought he was taking the mickey,
His saying he fancied a quickie.
He did mean it though,
She found out, cheeks aglow,
And her panties all soggy and sticky!
Opportunity cost
Although quickies weren’t much to his taste,
What a difficult choice he now faced;
A fuck, brief and intense,
Seemed like just common sense.
To not root her would be such a waste!
Domestic bliss
Everything to her husband’s a crisis,
A lost phone, the stock-market prices.
Annoying, no doubt,
But to help him chill out,
A quick fuck or a blow job suffices.
Making hay while the sun shines
Just a roll in the hay, a quick tumble;
Some rub and tug, wild grope and fumble,
Bare buttocks and thighs;
No false promises, lies;
A good root though… A girl shouldn’t grumble!
The quickie
She said “Mmm, do you fancy a quickie?”
His hand found her hot, moist and sticky,
Her tits nice to squeeze,
As she parted her knees.
“Just my cunt. From in front. Nothing tricky!”