Modern Miss Quiz
Is This Really Love?
[ ] Love and sex: pretty much hand in glove?
[ ] Gave him head your first date?
[ ] Anal sex? Yes! Can’t wait!
[ ] Bondage? Whips? Fuck, yes! All the above!
Modern Miss Quiz
Is This Really Love?
[ ] Love and sex: pretty much hand in glove?
[ ] Gave him head your first date?
[ ] Anal sex? Yes! Can’t wait!
[ ] Bondage? Whips? Fuck, yes! All the above!
She remained still naive and complacent,
Her sweet sexuality nascent,
The treacherous bloke
Switched his target mid-stroke
From her cunt to the hole just adjacent!
Well, of course, she was no damn Snow White,
And it had been a pretty slow night,
She said, stifling a groan,
But if only she’d known
Her damn arsehole would be so damn tight!
The poor tearful bride told her mother:
“You said it was bad, but oh brother!
My cunt, in the first place,
Like, wasn’t the worst place,
But God! Did it hurt in the other!”
Just a cabin-girl, plenty to learn,
The First Mate’s lewd demands hard to spurn.
“First your fo’c’sle”, (up front),
He said, meaning her cunt,
After which, he then fucked her astern!
Though at first she’d been rather annoyed
At his choice of which hole he employed,
She got over it, though;
In fact, wouldn’t you know,
It was something she rather enjoyed!
“At the risk of appearing a nark,”
She said, “darling, I know that it’s dark;
It might feel the same
But, I’m sorry, your aim
Is an inch or so wide of the mark!”
“What a nice juicy cunt,” he said, spitting,
And spreading her lips. “It seems fitting
To throw it a fuck
And, with moderate luck,
Your cute arsehole as well, time permitting.”
Saying filthy things into her ear,
The things that he’ll do. Lord! Oh dear!
He’ll fuck her, then what?
That must hurt quite a lot!
As she’ll soon find out, it would appear.