A cheeky young lass from Dundee,
Wore layers—like four, maybe three.
She'd lift with a smirk,
Each skirt with a jerk,
Then flash yet more frills with glee!
For today's topic:
A young girl loved coins, new and old
From pennies to rare, foreign gold
She’d giggle and nurse
Them right in her 'purse'
Where they felt agreeably cold.
A young girl did flips on her board,
No man watching her ever got bored.
As she soared through the air,
All men watching would stare
For she'd left her underpants stored!
Marathon:
A girl, with some calories to burn
Ran a marathon, a medal to earn
then she dropped to the ground
Quite unconscious, twas found
When each spectator took her in turn
Sleeping elsewhere
A young girl in math took a nap,
Head on desk, her hands in her lap.
She slept through the test,
Dreamt the teacher undressed—
Then blushed as she woke from a tap
For she found to her surprise
That the teacher just tapped her thighs
She opened them wide
And took him inside...
Your morning might be evening somewhere else. That's why it's always teatime somewhere.
About the bubble bath topic
There once was a girl in the tub,
Who gave herself a good scrub,
With candles aglow,
And music down low—
She moaned as her 'bubbles' she'd rub
About Victorian fashion, in a way
At the steampunk con in July,
With brass goggles and gears piled high,
They sipped absinthe and tea,
Spoke of airships with glee—
And showed corset and cleavage and thigh
It was at the Steam-Con in Kent
Where they partied in a big tent
Not only corsets were...
I'm a skipper. I even have a sailing and a motor boat license! ;-)
But when playing, I give the story a chance. If it is written well, it adds to the experience. But if it's a convoluted mess (Neko-Hime...) or is just filler, I start skipping it.
A swimmer in swimwear so bright,
It shimmered and clung way too tight.
With each daring dive,
She made pulses drive—
A dazzling and scandalous sight!
For her final lap she dipped
Into the water and slipped
Her bikini, it ripped
My heart nearly skipped
As I saw her bare pussy, tight-lipped!
For today's theme:
The Tour left him sweaty and sore,
But craved not less action, but more!
He pedaled off track,
With a babe on his back,
And rode her much harder indoors!
Just in case the last limerick wasn't explicit enough:
At a fashion show pushing taboo,
They strutted in barely a shoe.
With the clothes all gone,
They got it right on—
The catwalk became a sex revue!
At a fashion show bold and elite,
The models were turning up heat.
With each sultry stride,
They tossed shame aside—
But the climax came late in their suite!
Ok. Thank you for answering, mime, tearson and slumdum!
For today:
A young girl in the park on a seat,
her smile both daring and sweet.
With a wink and a sway,
she lured men her way—
and the bench felt the heat from their meat!