In mirror he saw his reflection, He'd grown an enormous erection, Much to good to waste, So with lack of haste, He stroked it and gave much inspection. And then in the mirror he spied, His door had been flung open wide, There's Prudence, his sis, She mustn't see this, But jeez, there was nowhere to hide. She cried: "Brother! Tres magnifique!" Goes over, kneels, holds to her cheek That huge throbbing gland, Holding firm with her hand, As the great purple head starts to leak. She stands, shrugs, and wiggles her hips. Her dress falls, then swiftly she slips Off panties, is spread Legged there on the bed, Displaying her pink pussy lips. Continuing slow masturbation, He shows not the least inclination To honour that offer, Leap on her and boff her, She's seething with sexual frustration. She's out of the room in a trice; Returning with cleaver, to slice, With anger and malice That huge throbbing phallus, Which then she proceeded to slice. So lads, if a lady is hot, And offering all she has got, I have to advise For the sake of your thighs, Don't hesitate, hump on that twat.
Sunday, March 19, 2006