“It’s just more than I think I can bear!”
Cried Miss Argyle, “My fanny will tear!”
But so great was his ardour,
He only pressed harder,
And made it with inches to spare!
Tag: tight pussy
Little bow peep
She was knock-kneed, and so pigeon-toed,
It was said she could not be bestrode,
But she was, for although,
Quite a tight squeeze below,
At the top her legs gapingly bowed!
Friction
How he got his prick in is a mystery.
He did though, that much is now history.
The friction was such
She could not bear to touch
Her poor fanny, so swollen and blistery!
Pluck
In the hay, in a fairly clean stall,
Miss O’Keefe gave the young groom her all
It was such a tight fit
That her poor fanny split,
But she pluckily still took it all!
Dripping
The poor cook was forever on guard,
Since his lordship was constantly hard…
Tits kept well out of sight
Arse and pussy kept tight,
Ready greased with some dripping or lard.
Pixie and Dixie
Little tits, boyish bum, like a pixie,
Talks dirty, all cutesy and tricksy,
Cunt fits like a glove…
God, he thinks. I’m in love!
And I ain’t fuckin’ whistlin’ Dixie
Disproportion
“How’s that big fucking cock gonna fit
Up my poor fucking tight little slit?”
She thought. “God! Does it bend?”
Poor girl… felt in the end
Like he’d split her from arsehole to tit!
Living the dream
Barely legal, (or maybe not quite),
Nice firm tits, pussy supple and tight…
Like a fantasy screw!
She was into it too…
Though at first, true, she’d squealed in fright.
First time unlucky
It was tight, but he’d not be denied!
So he sweated, and levered, and pried…
Rather selfish of course…
Though she cried herself hoarse…
Still a virgin, despite how he tried.
Prioritisation
Her damn pussy’s as tight as a clam!
Being horny, of course, I am,
The priority is,
Fill her up with hot jizz,
And then pull it out, wipe it and scram!