For a girl, she could handle her grog,
Till she passed out, and slept like a log.
When she rolled up her eyes,
Her skirt rucked up her thighs,
He thought “Fuck it! Why not, you sly dog?”
Tag: voyeur
Peek performance
Through a hole in the wall, as I peek
At her glistening, rounded physique,
As she utters a moan,
And climaxes alone,
I, too, come in my hand and grow weak.