Half truths, fibs, little harmless deceits,
When on Tuesdays and Thursdays she cheats…
No, she’s not at the gym…
She’s in bed rooting him,
The young, rough (so well hung) bloke she meets!
Tag: well hung
Gifted
For a man… well, a boy, so damn young’
I must say, he’s impressively hung,
She thought, coming again,
And again, and again…
And so handsome! And such a smooth tongue!
Lonesome cowboy
He approached her, said “Howdy there, ma’am!
I need cash, but this ain’t no damn scam;
Just, I’m handsome and young,
And I’m pretty well-hung.
If you want a good root, here I am!”
Aftershock
Though her pussy had taken a battering,
Still, at her age, it was flattering;
He, so damn young,
So impressively hung!
And her orgasm! Bloody earth-shattering!
Babe in the wood
The poor girl, just a babe in the wood…
His intentions quite misunderstood…
Still a virgin, so young…
And he, rather well hung…
For the likes of him, hanging’s too good!
The direct approach
She was curvy and pretty, big-breasted.
“Nice tits! Want a root?” he suggested.
“You’re pretty well hung,”
She said. “Show me your tongue…
Yeah… Go down on me first,” she requested.
Inside the mind of a MILF
Though to fuck him, of course, would be folly,
She thought it might be rather jolly.
So handsome, so young,
So impressively hung!
And his hand down her knickers, by golly!
Anthropology 101
They’re a native folk, all superstitious,
Their warriors brutal and vicious,
Remarkably hung.
Though the girls marry young,
If you get to them first they’re delicious!
Rio de Janeiro nights
Down in Rio, it’s whispered that Django,
Dance master and king of the tango,
Though well-hung, it’s said,
When he takes girls to bed,
Does strange things with a peeled ripe mango!
The subjectivity of history
She’d had so many lovers, although,
Who was best? How’s a woman to know?
One was good with his tongue,
Some were kinky, well hung,
Others simply just too long ago!