Why not kiss him? she thought, with a shrug…
Maybe give him a suck, or a tug…
Worst case, what? A quick fuck…
Or perhaps, by bad luck,
Her nude corpse, rotting, wrapped in a rug/
Tag: tug
What a woman!
“Well, I mostly just wanted a hug,”
She said… laughed… dropped her dress with a shrug…
“Look, I don’t want a fuck”’
But looks like you’re in luck…
I’ll just give it a suck and tug!”
Sluggish
His cock lay there, an ugly pink slug.
She reluctantly gave it a tug…
To her pleasant surprise,
It grew greatly in size,
And slipped into her, lovely and snug!
Resignation
“So,” she thought, with a sad mental shrug,
“It would seem that I’ve been a damn mug!
Stuck alone with this bloke,
And he’s after a poke,
Never mind just a suck or a tug!”
A night in
Watchin’ TV, and sharin’ a rug.
Yeah, she gave him a bit of a tug,
Let him cop a good squeeze
Of her titties…but jeez!
Ain’t you done yet? she said, with a shrug.
Points decision
At the pub, in the smoke and the fug,
This bloke’s too short, a face like a pug.
Would she fuck him? she thought.
Did she think that she ought?
Just a blow-job, maybe, or a tug.
Working girl
“It’s a job,” she opined, with a shrug.
His cock lay in her hand like a slug,
Pink and damp, a blind worm,
She could feel it squirm,
As she squeezed it and gave it a tug.
Whatever
It began with an innocent hug;
Then they kissed, and she gave him a tug.
When he managed to say,
“Shall we go all the way?”
She replied, “If you like,” with a shrug.