He smoked opium, dreaming of China,
Him fondling an almond-eyed minor,
Caressing her breast,
Her sweet bum, last and best…
Her petite oriental vagina!
Tag: young
Irony
She undressed. He adjusted his monocle…
Titties so pert they were conical!
Not much down there,
Just a few wisps of hair…
Little slut! It was sort of ironical.
Tits and ribs
Young and pretty, she’s all tits and ribs…
She’s eighteen she says… probably fibs…
Naked, standing there smirking
And watching them jerking…
“Fuck yeah!” says his mate. “Bags first dibs!”
Murphy’s law
She walked down the street humming a song,
In her little short dress and her thong…
Her big tits bounced and swung…
What a joy to be young!
A bit cheeky… but what could go wrong?
Waste not, want not
Her intention, of course, to seduce…
And a man would be bloody obtuse
Not to play right along…
Well God! What could go wrong,
If he put her young cunt to good use?
Tête-à-tête
Bill and Pete had a quick tête-à-tête…
Young and sexy… too young? Better yet!
In the back of the car,
Minus panties and bra,
Lovely tits, lovely cunt, nice and wet!
Impatience
She decided that when she was grown,
With no need anymore to postpone
Things she wanted to do,
Like, for instance, to screw,
She’d leave no cock unfucked or unblown.
Opportunity knocking
Perky-titted and young… bushy crotched… it
Got better the longer he watched… it
Appeared he might
Get to root her tonight…
Which he did try to do… but he botched it!
Self-awareness
What’s a man to do? Who could help lusting?
So beautiful, young, and so trusting!
“Damn perv!” he admits,
As he fondles her tits.
Even he thinks he’s bloody disgusting!
Inciting to riot
Cheeky bitch! She like started a brawl,
Only jist old enough, and still small!
Sayin’ “How ’bout a screw?
Maybe startin’ with you…
Heck! There’s plenty damn pussy fer y’all!”