Her smock slashed by the dirk of the laird,
Naked, flushed, she defiantly stared;
For the prideĀ of her clan,
She would best any man,
In a fight or a fuck, if he dared!
Tag: smock
Decency
Her thin smock, worn for decency’s sake,
Was threadbare, much too small, and opaque;
There was so little to it,
Her tits showed right through it!
He’d squeeze them, but then she might wake.