Pretty-faced, (though her nose rather rostral),
He used and abused her, the wastrel!
She sat in a pout,
His seed dribbling out
Of her pussy, her mouth and one nostril.
Tag: semen
Private party
Tired, sore, bruised, her private parts battered,
She nonetheless felt sort of flattered.
Just think! All those guys!
From her thighs to her eyes,
By their various semens bespattered!
Teamwork
She said “Gentlemen, that was just splendid!
To all, thanks for services rendered!
For granting my wish!
And I’m loving the squish
Of your semens within me, all blended!”
Between dinner and breakfast
She stands up, drains her wine to the dregs;
Semen dribbles and runs down her legs.
She scoops some to her lips;
Undulating her hips,
She says “Yum! Good with just-scrambled eggs!”
The life of the party
“A girl only lives once, I suppose!!
A gangbang might be good fun! Who knows?”
This she’d soon come to doubt,
Semen bubbling out
Of her pussy, her anus and nose!
The profligacy of youth
The boy did as he’d said, and withdrew,
Sprayed her belly and breasts with his goo!
And her face, and her hair!
In her eyes! Everywhere!
And he seemed pretty proud of it too!
Third time lucky
Though she thought him, at first, rather frightful,
The fuck was, she found, quite delightful.
Although he’d come twice,
And she too, which was nice,
She urged, “Do it again! I’m not quite full!”
Gushing enthusiasm
All he said was,of course, meant to flatter me,
Compliments on my anatomy,
Straight from the heart,
Most of all for the part
Over which semen, later, would spatter me!
What's not to like
“Did you like that?” she said, with a grin,
Gobs of semen still dripped from her chin.
Well, of course, he said yes,
As she slipped off her dress,
Out of which she was, more so than in.
Office romance
Round the office, it caused quite a stir,
That the one he was rooting was her!
Hard to credit, unless,
Well, those stains on her dress
Might be semen, of course, (which they were!)