Though she sings in the church and loves Jesus,
Disrobing, she afterwards teases
The cock of the priest,
Which, when firm and uncreased,
She allows him to put where he pleases.
Tag: tease
Miss Prim
She seemed proper, and prim as you please,
But in fact, was a bit of a tease,
With her hair in a bun,
But her blouse left undone,
As she pouted, and jingled her keys.
Falsely accused
Of two evils, she’d chosen the lesser;
She pouted, but let him undress her.
He’d called her a tease,
So she parted her knees,
And delivered the goodies, god bless her!
Post hoc
“Well, it serves me right, maybe,” she sighed.
“He’d have stopped, had I asked, had I tried.”
She had led him on, true,
Been a tease, as you do,
But, by God, he’d felt good, up inside!
Give an inch
Though a flirt, and a bit of a tease,
Still, she’d let his hand up past her knees,
And once having got there,
Stockings, dress, underwear
Were discarded with relative ease!
Manners do matter
Though the girl was an unashamed tease,
When he begged for a root, and said “please”,
She took something like pity,
Exposed some more titty,
And gave his poor hard-on a squeeze.