A good Christian girl, hard to seduce,
She gave ev’ry old tired excuse.
Though she couldn’t, it’s true,
Be persuaded to screw,
She went down on him. Call it a truce!
Tag: screw
English informality
She said, smiling, still charmingly nude,
“That was lovely, and now that we’ve screwed,
I would rather prefer
No more stiff ‘miss and sir’;
We’re on first name terms, now, yes?” she cooed.
Notorious
She’d acquired a vague notoriety,
Shunned among local society;
Something to do
With her liking to screw,
And not caring too much for sobriety.
Lonely at the top
At her trade, she’d about reached the pinnacle,
Pretty, but cold, hard and cynical;
Talented, true,
But she tended to screw
In a way that seemed sterile and clinical.
Clammy
Slender, sloe-eyed, she looked sort of elfish…
Entranced, and by nature unselfish,
He gave her a screw,
Then went down on her too,
And her cunt tasted rather like shell-fish!
Sugar-mummy 3
Almost hairless, unblemished, a boy!
Inarticulate, awkward and coy,
Yet, so eager to screw!
Inexhaustible too!
And all hers! Hers alone to enjoy!
Rearguard
It seemed nasty, and mean and unjust;
She was scared, shocked and filled with disgust!
After quite a nice screw,
Must he bugger her too?
Must he…? Ouch! God! It seemed that he must!
The joker
She passed out, and a nearby bloke
Thought he’d play a small practical joke,
So he gave her a screw
Shaved her pubic hair too;
Wouldn’t she be surprised when she woke!
Squish, squash!
He plunged into her fanny, squish, squash!
Squeal and squirm, froth and sperm, splish and splosh!
An adulterous screw;
Secret still, but they knew
That the truth would come out in the wash!
Post hoc, ergo propter hoc
To have screwed him she must have been mad!
But was nonetheless glad that she had.
She’d just wanted a root,
Didn’t love the big brute…
Well… perhaps… yes… she did… just a tad.