Prey

So, she’s there, wearing nothing but socks,
Hand on tits, and a hand on her box..
Young and helpless and small,
With her back to the wall,
In a room full of fuck-hungry jocks.

Unfetterred

To the juice of the grape much indebted…
She’s sprawled, languid, access unfettered…
Her pussy lips smile,
His to have for a while,
As he licks them, to get them well wetted.

His for the asking

When he grabbed her, she took him to task…
“Dude, like what’s with the knife and the mask?
Put that damn shit away!
But don’t go, you can stay…
Want to fuck me? You only need ask!”