Posts Tagged ‘hung like a horse’


September 18, 2018

Gosh! she thought. Things do look pretty grim,
And the odds on escaping damn slim!
He was hung like a horse!
She survived, though, of course,
She felt like she’d been torn limb from limb!

The truth about Helen of Troy

March 27, 2017

“Oh my God, Paris darling!” sighed Helen.
“Your cock! You must cum by the gallon!
I want it, of course!
My own big Trojan horse!
I don’t care if I split like a melon!”

Getting to the point

May 24, 2016

He was hung like a horse, so she heard,
She invited him in, undeterred.
First a gin, to relax,
And then down to tin tacks;
Arse or pussy? Whiche’er he preferred!

A kiss on the cheek

July 22, 2014

It began with a kiss on the cheek;
One thing led to the next, so to speak.
He was amply endowed,
(It would do a horse proud!)
She could hardly damn walk for a week!


August 23, 2012

He was hung, as they say, like a horse;
Getting into her took quite some force,
And each stroke, in and out,
Did more damage, no doubt.
Her poor pussy was ruined, of course.



A man of his word

September 27, 2011

He was hung like a horse, he had jested.
“If so,” she laughed, “I’m interested!”
What later occurred,
Proved him good as his word,
Which her sore, swollen cunt still attested!