Perfect tits, and a great arse to boot!
For the rest he could give not a hoot…
Personality? Nah…
Conversation? Blah, blah…
Just another warm body to root.
Tag: tits
Trom-bone
In the midst of the trickiest bit
Came a shriek from the orchestra pit,
Which was closely pursued
By a cry of “Damn rude!
Keep your trombone away from my tit!”
Pop tart
Her tits popped from her brassiere, spilled…
Well, it had been a bit overfilled…
“Oh my goodness!” she giggled…
They wobbled and jiggled…
By then she’d already been drilled!
Sneak preview
“Oh, my darling! You gave me a scare!”
She cried, blushing, half naked, breasts bare,
When he entered the room,
Her fiancé, the groom…
“It’s bad luck. It’s… Oh God! Must you stare?”
Bo peep
Just a tug of the string’s all it took…
He said “God, love, don’t be such a sook!
Like, I’m sorry. Okay?
Lovely tits, by the way…
Tuck em back in… and thanks for the look!
A suspicious mind
When she laughed, her tits jiggled deliciously…
Stroking his cock surreptitiously,
“That’s a nice dress,”
he said
“What? Yeah, I guess.”
She said, eyeing the bastard suspiciously.
😊
“Come on! Show us your tits!” he said slyly.
“Well… Just a quick peek,” she said shyly.
She blushed… got ’em out…
They were beauties, no doubt…
And each nipple tattooed with a smiley!
Window dressing
Low cut top, bosom nicely displayed…
The more tit shown, the more she’ll be paid,
Skirt a slim, silken sheath,
Nothing on underneath…
Tits and arse, working girl’s stock in trade
Pop tart
“You like tits? Whatcha think about these?”
She said, poppin em out… bloody tease!
“Ain’t they great?” she said, gigglin,
Big bouncy boobs jigglin.
“So go on then. Give em a squeeze!”
Shock therapy
Pounded, mauled, tits and cunt bruised and battered,
Dishevelled, distracted, wits scattered,
She lay taking stock…
“Gosh!” she thought. “What a shock!
But he’d fucked her though. That’s all that mattered!