Their relationship still only nascent,
She shouldn’t have been so complacent…
He fucked, bless my soul,
Not the usual hole,
But the other, behind and adjacent!
Tag: relationship
No frills
Their relationship was unconventional,
Some would say too one-dimensional;
He and she knew
They met only to screw,
Fuck each other, no strings, quite intentional.
The call of the wild
The relationship’s gone a bit stale,
She thought. Bloody typical male!
You root them, she’d found,
Soon they’re sniffing around
For new pussy. Damn pricks! Massive fail!
The sum is more than the parts
“There’s a matter we need to discuss,”
She said, frowning, subdued, “about us.”
And he knew where this led,
Lying there, in her bed,
Still conjoined. It has ever been thus.