“I must say, she does rather surpass
Expectation for one of her class,”
Old Sir Walter admits…
“She has jolly fine tits,
And of course, too, that quite superb arse!”
Tag: tits
Predicament
She was locked in a cage of some kind…
Some contraption perversely designed…
Metal clamps on her tits,
Her legs spread in the splits…
My god! What could the man have in mind?”
At the club
How damn long can she take to disrobe?
And for christ-bloody-sake, why the strobe?
Come on! Show us your tits!
To not get the damn shits,
One must needs have the patience of Job!
Smile
She pressed SEND.
“Like my tits? Wanna squeeze?”
He typed back
Pussy 2?
She: Say please!
Ping!
Her pussy, spread wide,
Fingers poked up inside…
He: Sweet cunt. Next time tell it Say Cheese.
Meeting Maid Marian
Two pounds each, he thinks, if they’re an ounce!
By the way her tits wobble and bounce,
As she rides through the wood…
Lucky you, Robin Hood!
Enough perving, get ready to pounce!
The magic word
She just, somehow, still felt ill at ease…
He’d asked nicely. He’d even said please.
Having shown him her tits,
If she now then permits,
Would he be satisfied with a squeeze?
Body language
From his hands on her tits, and his leer,
His motive’s abundantly clear…
Resigned to her fate,
(Anyway, it’s too late),
She’ll be screwed, it would rather appear!
Overtime
In the store room, most days, after work…
Don’t most bosses have some little quirk?
She gets down on her knees,
Gets her tits out to squeeze,
While she gives him a suck, or a jerk!
Discrimination
In their tree-house, the boys have a club.
The NO GIRLS rule, she takes as a snub.
She wants in, she admits…
Should she show them her tits?
Maybe give all their willies a rub?
Castaways
Tropic island, a still, blue lagoon…
Boy and girl, naked, shimmering moon…
They’re comparing their bits…
Now he’s sucking her tits…
She’ll be fucked, if they aren’t rescued soon!