The young hooker’s a peach, quite a knockout!
At home, his wife’s put him on lockout.
Why not fuck a whore?
With one foot in the door,
Hard already, he’s got his damn cock out!
Tag: whore
Out in the open
She was caught naked, fucking outdoors;
When asked why, she just said “Just because …
Fucking life’s such a bore!
Why not act like a whore?
And if that doesn’t suit you, up yours!”
All’s not lost
All her chickens had come home to roost.
Called a slut, whore. All hell was unloosed!
The whole town, it seemed, knew
She was fuckable, true,
But it did give her street cred a boost!
The truth hurts
So, they’re fucking. It starts to get rough.
She screams “”Punish me!” Just off the cuff.
“I’m a slut! I’m a whore!
Fuck me! Slap me some more!
Sort of half true, but mostly all bluff.
The bridge club
Though her husband was rich and adoring,
She found married life rather boring.
She’d cruise in her car,
In a short dress, no bra,
Or drop into some bar, do some whoring!
Love games
Quite amused, although slightly offended,
(She knew that he only pretended)
She’d fuck like a whore,
Then he’d stop at the door,
And leave money “for services rendered!”
Wild West 3
Cowboys loved to root frisky young squaws,
Which was great fun, but risky because
You might finish up scalped,
But it couldn’t be helped;
It was that or just whisky and whores!
Wild West 7
She was pretty, nice titties, but bossy;
She bucked on his cock, “Gee up hossie!”
She yelled, “Fuck me hard!
I’ll be feathered and tarred,
If I stop till I’ve fucked the whole posse!”
Wild West 9
Just a whore in a Texas saloon,
She thought, God, get me out of this soon!
I should marry before
My tits sag anymore,
And my pussy looks like a spitoon!
Learning on the job
Though a sin, as he knew, lust burned on;
He was constantly hard and turned on,
So he went to a whore,
With whom fucking, and more,
Could be practised, learned in, (or learned on).