No spring chicken, her big tits were sagging,
She said “God, I love a good shagging!
My pussy ain’t tight
But I’ll fuck all damn night…”
Which she did… and deep throat without gagging!
Tag: slut
Wide open spaces
It was back in the never-mind-whens,
In a pub, in a stall in the Men’s…
“Take a photo,’” she said,
Pussy lips gaping, spread…
He’d have needed a wide angle lens!
The natural
Fond of teasing and self exhibition,
Porn starlet her fondest ambition…
She got her big break,
Aced the cum-shot first take…
And fucked all the guys at her audition!
Exhibit 1
She completely lacked shame, inhibition,
Was given to self-exhibition…
To flashing strange men,
Women too, now and then…
Loved bukkake, strange girl, in addition.
Sly
She was streetwise, sharp-witted and wily.
“Hello,. It’s cold out,” she said shyly.
“Let’s go in this bar…
Or perhaps in your car,
And warm up, you and me,” she said slyly.
In her prime
Miss Jean Brodie, they say, in her prime,
Was a slut beyond reason or rhyme…
She’d get drunk at the inn,
Wearing nothing but skin,
And fuck men two or three at a time!
Miss Behaviour
Mister Smythe’s eldest girl misbehaved,
In a manner obscene and depraved,
With the lads in the town,
Hiking up her French gown,
And her pussy all wet and fresh shaved!
Quacks like a duck
Tits half out, talking flirty, it follows,
She likes sucking dick… and she swallows…
Then sucks it some more,
Like a proper damn whore,
Lets men fuck all her holes and her hollows.
Loose woman
“Cool it fellas… Ain’t no need to fight,”
She said. “Shit! Like, you got me all night!
Two or three guys at once…
Wish a girl had more cunts!
Lots of holes… but ain’t none of em tight!”
The price of a drink
She goes out at night, hangs around bars…
Little skirt, don’t wear knickers or bras…
Cadges drinks off strange blokes,
Who she teases and strokes…
And then fucks them, in doorways or cars.