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Nursery Crimes
I can only apologise
My cure when I have writer’s block on a tricky story is to distract myself with wine and penning humorous, gratuitous filth instead. I’m sober today, so I have no excuse for thinking last night’s scribblings might fit this week’s Wicked Wednesday theme of “breaking the rules.”
Humpty Dumpty bent over a wall
Jennifer Dumpty tickled his balls
All the king’s whores and all the king’s men
Couldn’t please Humpty like Feathering Jen
Hey, did he fiddle
My pussy got diddled
He ploughed me into a swoon
His skilful cock-craft seemed such fun
I wish he hadn’t come so soon
Slippery jittery stalk, my mouth ran up his cock
We’d hardly begun, my mouth turned down
Perfunctory spunkery shock
I’m a little e-thot, pose and pout
Here’s my scandal, where’s my clout?
When I let my tits drop, hear subs shout
“I tipped you, yup, so suck my spout!”
It’s raining, it’s pouring
My old man is snoring
He came to bed and wanted head
I hope I get fucked in the morning
