Pussy McQuade

Pussy McQuade was a lusty young maid
all buxom and bouncy and bright.
Her temperature rose
and she twitched to her toes.
The young lady was quick to excite.

Her fancy began when she spotted a man
whose dong near reached to the ground.
She chortled with glee,
whispered, “ That dick’s for me,”
And marveled at what she had found.

She flipped up her skirt, lay down in the dirt
and urged that stranger aboard
With feminine guile
she said, “Linger a while
I’m sure you’ll get your reward.”

Her puss was a sight, blond curly and tight
and her slit was a view to behold
The maid detected the gleam,
of a man who’s dream,
is of one who’s about to strike gold.

He tickled and sucked her, fingered and fucked her.
He totally enraptured the maid.
He twisted and turned her
then pounded and churned her
until she was thouroughly laid.

It took her a while to wipe off the smile
and longer for her to walk right
She walked with a spraddle
to protect her sore saddle
where the stranger rode her all night.

When he turned go, she said, “I think I’Il turn pro
And make money while feeling this good.”
She said, “You’ll have to pay
if I’m going to lay
and turn a profit as every girl should.”