Maybelline lets the boys have a poke,
For a six pack of beer, a toke,
Or a ride in their truck …
Hell, she’ll give ’em a fuck
For a burger maybe and a coke!
Tag: slut
The company she keeps
Though perhaps a bit strong to assert
That the woman’s a slut, or a flirt,
Still, she’s someone with whom,
If alone in a room,
A quick fuck would be hard to avert.
The truth hurts
So, they’re fucking. It starts to get rough.
She screams “”Punish me!” Just off the cuff.
“I’m a slut! I’m a whore!
Fuck me! Slap me some more!
Sort of half true, but mostly all bluff.
Mouth-watering
He was not one to fuss, as a rule, over,
Make of himself a damn fool over
Some little slut.
That was very well, but
God! The bitch had a body to drool over!
Her mother would be proud
“Yeah”, she said, “I’m a little bit skanky,
My pussy’s sometimes a bit manky,
A slut, yep, I know,
But wherever I go,
I at least have clean knickers and hankie!”
Milord’s pleasure
Though of course she was only a peasant,
The fuck was exceedingly pleasant;
A young village slut
Quite beneath a man, but
She’d do well enough, just for the present!
Pre-feminism
With a pussy as snug as a thimble,
Athletic, inventive and nimble,
She loved a good root,
But her great disrepute
Made her less than a feminist symbol!
Fair call
“You’re a damned slut!” her husband said snidely.
“Well, yes, I do spread myself widely”,
She said, with a smile.
“It’s more fun, by a mile,
Than to sit round and scratch my cunt idly!”
Insightfulness
Yes, he calls her a slut, but not spitefully;
Sometimes he’s rough, but not frightfully,
Mostly in fun …
Some love’s better than none,
And his cock fits her fanny delightfully!
The mouths of babes
To be called a slut got on her nerves!
Just because of her cheek and nice curves.
Being sexy’s a blessing,
She thought. Keep him guessing…
One blow job. That’s all he deserves!