She regretted her virtue gone cheaply;
His cock, small at first, then rose steeply,
As thick as her wrist,
A knob big as her fist,
Which, when in her, affected her deeply!
Tag: virtue
Medusa
Her loins gripped, like the coils of Medusa,
The prick of her would-be seducer,
Who cried, “I shan’t hurt you!
I’ll honour your virtue…
If you could just make your thighs looser!