Wednesday's Wench

Sunday's slut is a saucy lass, an 'A' plus one star, always ready for a good time, she's bold
She always tastes divine, like a fine peach wine; bouquet of '69; mmm so sundae sublime
Once tasted; remembered, reordered, requested, ohhhh dial 09000 for the Sunday slut
Her sexy scent is like that of an aromatic Beaujolais: fruity, heady, light and delightful divine
Top of the menu; expensive and a frequently available and sensual woman of wonderous delight

Monday's Madam makes home calls to mild mannered meandering males of maximum must
She calls the shots, keeps the johns hot and tempers the manly steel of many a broad sword
Whimpering Momma's boys call out her name in desperate lust, flagellating their manly mast
Taking her name in vain; Madam may I? I must wank my pole whilst thrusting to thy seemly visage
"I must, I must thrust between thy bust or buttocks till my fellow will burst and cum upon thyself."

Tuesday's tasty tenacious tart is gifted; gracious and gives great head; yeah she blows
She's a partial pushover; a sexual deviant of the best kind, I order and she instantly obeys
Irons my only Sunday shirts, does my bidding and bends over backwards; bench or sofa
Washes my dirty dishes and during the football season my great balls she squeezes tight
On command she obliges; all fours, when I bark she cums so quick, all a fucking quiver

Wednesday's wench is a wild woman, wanton and wonderfully welcumming to the one
She embraces her sinful sexuality and plays well with others; toys often included
Fun in a full crowd, she sleeps well with one or many more; enjoys a sexual challenge
Wednesday's wench calls me frequently, she's a wonderful whore; my only whore.
I'll keep her, a flirty fluffy tease with pleasures all abound, she rocks my socks off

Thursday's thirsty strumpet causes mayhem and total chaos; a hottie on the trot
She's a hot to handle, fix her well, feel her up and she will oblige and reciprocate
Often I find her hankering after my bro and anyone else, stead I give her ten of my best
Still 'tis not enough so I send her Matt, Bill, Ned and cousin Billy Bob, and my bro Ken
Yet not enough to slake her sexual thirst, in hope of the big 'o' I send her Belinda and Amy

Friday's fair maiden frolics amongst friendly fuckettes and fuckees, finding solace and frivolity
Five a.m on the dot finds her fervently frigging her frisky fanny; hot to trot and fucking fancy free
Wishing for a furious hard fucking from a friendly stranger of foreign nature, unknown but welcomed
Finding what she wants is easy, pleasing her is fast becoming Thursday's news, same old but well told
Frantic fucking, fine tuning, fast timing; fast, hard, frantic, fuck if you must; freaky and fantastic

Saturday's scandalous sexy woman struts her hot stuff; she knows and shows she's got what it takes
Strong will for her own qay, not so subtle along the way; a strumpet who screams and plays
She plays my horny games but selfishly makes all her own rules; her fucking way or no way at all
I wear her soaking wet panties but she holds the spanky paddle and is the boss, I obey at once
At her beck and call; I crawl upon my belly; my balls ache but empty only at her point of pleasure