As they make out his cock starts to thicken,
Her pussy to warm up and slicken…
His hand slides down there,
Parts her lush pussy hair,
And dips into her cunt… finger-lickin’!
Tag: wet pussy
Amuse bouche
“Appetiser?” he cynically joked,
Stuck his cock down her throat till she choked…
Well, it wasn’t much fun…
Just a kiss would have done….
Although strangely her panties were soaked!
Stag
A great party! He’s glad he came stag.
All these hot girls! Fuck! Who’d be a fag?
Cheeky smiles, lovely tits…
Bet they’ve all got wet slits…
Yep, he thinks, a nice shag’s in the bag!
Hard
So many cute guys… how to choose?
God! Her pussy was starting to ooze…
Hanging out for some dick…
Hard and strong, long and thick…
Not particular very much whose.
Hypothetical
Parted thighs she’d been careless in closing,
Wet pussy, at which he was nosing…
His cock was quite small…
But she’d not mind at all,
If he wanted a fuck… just supposing.
Slow on the uptake
The guy didn’t seem much of a threat…
Like, he’d not even touched her… not yet…
She, in fact, wouldn’t mind…
If he did so, he’d find,
That her pussy was already wet!
Suffrage
Miss Patricia was thoroughly modern,
Trod always the path seldom trodden,
A young suffragette,
Pussy readily wet,
Knickers often, in fact simply sodden.
Let down
Fair enough to have been a bit stroppy,
She thought, with her cunt wet and sloppy…
She’s ready to go,
And then, wouldn’t you know,
His damn cock’s gone and gotten damn floppy!
Suspense
Hung by pulleys and ropes on his hoist,
Upside down… second thoughts, though, unvoiced…
Quite surprising to find
That she didn’t much mind,
And her pussy surprisingly moist!
Disrespect
Disrespectful, she thought, the forced stripping,
The being tied up and the whipping…
An outrage, indeed!
And just where might this lead?
So then why was her damn pussy dripping?