
Steve’s sex drive has gone missing
It disappeared a while ago
And now he’s just existing
With a fizzed out libido
He lost it when out shopping
For a gift for his dear wife
When across the aisles he saw her
And it stuck him like a knife
His dearest little Daisy
Was browsing the menswear racks
When she picked out a special item
A lovely pair of slacks
Now Steve is on the large side
He’s not a little guy
So when he saw the pants she held
He knew things were awry
The pants were slim and dandy
Too small by far for Steve
And then she picked out underwear
And his stomach gave a heave
She took her goods and walked across
To a changing cubicle
Then with a surreptitious glance
She ducked inside a stall
Beneath the door, as Steve could see
The stall was still in use
For there was another pair of feet
A man’s, he did deduce
He jumped as he saw trousers
And then blue underwear
Flutter down the hairy legs
And trap them like a snare
The next site was quite shocking
As Daisy went to her knees
She stayed like that for minutes
While Steve’s blood began to freeze
And then she stood, and turned around
Her knickers then came down
The man now dropped onto his knees
And Steve heard a slurping sound
And then he stood, and dipped his knees
No doubt to dip his wick
So Daisy got her secret fuck,
Making Steve a little sick
The fuck was done, the pants came up
The stall door was slowly cracked
And out snuck Daisy, all aflush
And behind her, Cousin Jack
A raging Steve stepped quickly forth
He grabbed the little shit
He punched his nose, he kneed his balls
He pummelled the slimy git
And then he grabbed for Daisy
And propelled her back inside
He ripped her still-moist knickers off
And tanned her hussy hide
He spanked her hard inside that booth
All outside could hear
At last he stopped and looked at her
With a bright red glowing rear
“Now get you home, you little whore”
He barked, she shook with fear
He yanked the door right off its post
And dragged her by the ear
Once home, he had her strip her clothes
And bend over the old chair
He pulled his belt out of its loops
And snapped it in the air
He aimed his blow, she clenched her cheeks
His arm pulled back quite high
His arm whipped down, the belt bit deep
She let out a shrieking cry
Still unperturbed, he whipped her more
Recalling her disgrace
Her bum was vivid red with weals
And his anger was replaced
With lust, and a stonking hard-on
Nigh ripping through his pants
He freed his cock and grabbed her hips
To stab her with his lance
But thought of fucking her tight cunt
Where Jack’s emissions swam
Caused Steve to pause and think again
Of another cunning plan
He wet his dick to lubricate
And took aim at her arsehole
And pushed until he popped inside
Then docked his meaty pole
She squealed at his intrusion
He laughed at her dismay
“Next time you fuck young Jackie boy
You know how you will pay”
“In fact, I’m going to whip you
And fuck your little bum”
“Every night from here to Christmas
So you know the price of fun”