Chapter 17

Alina said, “It is clearly cockeyed”
But thought, “It’s a cock that I’d
Want either in my mouth
Or take much further south.
I’ll reflect on it, before I decide.”

From https://storiesonline.net/s/25021/cockeyed

A mousey but foxy lady was she.
Too bold and virile was he.
As his motor bike roared,
Her imagination soared.
Over the edge she needed to be.

From https://storiesonline.net/s/25020/e-bike

Traffic will not come to a halt.
Good intentions are not the fault.
Transit numbers swell
On the Road to Hell,
As it’s paved with guilted asphalt.

As oracles and sages foretold,
Roads to Hell carry a heavy load.
Travelers shout in vain
About the journey’s pain.
This ain’t the Yell ‘OW!’ Brick Road.

From https://storiesonline.net/s/25030/the-road-to-hell-by-mat-twassel

When Thérèse took a morning shower,
Anaïs exercised her Hot Girl-Power.
For Thérèse was hot
To suck on her twat.
Cousin Anaïs was happy to allow her.

Considering what Thérèse had said
In the notebook found on her bed,
Anaïs pledged sisterhood
With her moist pussy-hood.
They bonded, giving each other head.

From https://storiesonline.net/s/25025/making-the-bed

A pussy made out of terracotta
Had been where a girl’s gotta
Experience moans
Via her Venus Mons,
Excited by her medulla oblongata.

From https://storiesonline.net/s/25035/the-terracotta-cat

The lad’s diving style was slap-dash.
But it’s not why he made such a splash
With the girl whose bikini
Shifted to let the boy see
Her bare boob and erect nipple flash.

From https://storiesonline.net/s/21259/splash