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?
Tag: young
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!”
An acquired taste
She was young and naive, a bit flustered,
But still, he’d have said, keen as mustard!
She sucked like a pro…
When he came on her, though,
Was she angry, or only disgusted?
Young love
They were still in their teens when it started,
Just kids, sailing waters uncharted.
First kiss, roving hands,
And now this! There he stands,
And she, naked, moist labia parted!
In the heat of the moment
Well, you know… it can be hard to gauge,
In the heat of the moment… the age
Of a girl. (Too damn young?
God! She’s good with her tongue!)
Though you could, perhaps, ask, at some stage.