That their families fought a vendetta
Just made her hot pussy get wetter.
She fucked him, poor guy,
And then, stifling a sigh,
Shot him dead with her little Beretta!
Tag: wet pussy
The commute
“I’d slept in… late for work… I was rushing…
No panties… no time!” she said, blushing.
“God! How to explain?
This cute guy on the train…
I got so hot, my pussy was gushing!”
Nasty, brutish and short
The man’s lust was wild, brutish, unfettered…
Poor girl, she’d been groped, mauled, hard petted,
But strangely enough,
Although needlessly rough,
Soon her pussy was thoroughly wetted.
Skipping the small talk
Friday night at the bar… they’d just met…
Hadn’t even exchanged names, as yet…
Took his hand, the damn flirt…
Thrust it under her skirt…
So he’d know she was already wet!
In the groove
His stiff cock slipping into the groove,
Her locked thighs relax… more room to move…
And she’s wet now, in fact…
Was it all just an act?
What the fuck was she trying to prove?
The mad doctor
The mad doctor, vile instruments gleaming,
Bent over her, naked and screaming,
Legs pulled open wider,
Things pushed up inside her…
She woke, cumming, wet pussy streaming!
Coming of age
The poor boy should have heeded Mum’s warning…
Scared out of his wits, the truth dawning…
An innocent kiss,
And it’s come now to this…
Somehow naked, her wet pussy yawning!
Scarlet woman
Not until she was married! Not yet!
She flushed scarlet, broke into a sweat…
Just his hand on her breast…
She’d resist, do her best…
But then… why was her pussy so wet?
Man the bilge pumps!
Straight up, doggy-style, her perched on top,
She’d come, he’d come. Still pounding! Slip, slop!,
Panting, pussy awash,
She gasped “Darling!” (Splish, splosh!)
“Do you think we could maybe just stop?”
Nice package
Bloody hell! Did it it get any better?
Big tits bulging under her sweater,
That camel-toe too!
And her pussy, he knew,
Couldn’t possibly be any wetter!