“Yes! Oh yes!” she’d so breathlessly panted…
Six months up the duff, disenchanted,
She curses her luck…
Just one quick little fuck…
And him gone, once the seed had been planted.
Tag: up the duff
A keeper
He’d had plenty of girlfriends, like. Heaps!
She was nice, but it gave him the creeps,
Though they’d fucked, fair enough,
If she was up the duff,
As it seemed, this one might be for keeps!
Water under the bridge
She’d not taken too much to convince.
He’d pull out, she’d just have a quick rinse.
It seemed simple enough.
Poor girl, well up the duff,
And no sign of the bloke, of course, since!