Pop goes the weasel!
POP GOES THE WEASEL
A long time ago, in my ermine youth. I found a sight which was ever uncouth. I had snuck through the bushes, when I spotted her. A female ferret with the silkiest fur.
As I watched her from where I hid. And spy all the nasty things she did. My eyes looked hard like they would jump from the socket. Because the femme was playing with a pink rocket!
She slid it in and out of her cunt. With a deep blush and horny grunt. I'm a voyeur and I loved it all. Her sexy act tickled my balls. Then she goes faster, battering her pussy hard. While all I can do is gawk and stare like a retard. Off she goes with fluids down her thighs-
Pop goes the weasel!
She rests for a moment and fans out her crotch. And I wondered if this was a job I could botch. Her eyes close with a sigh as I drool, myself. Hiding behind the bush with all my ninja stealth.
Then she starts again with rubs of her paw. The entire act leaving her labia red and raw. I like a girl who plays rough. As I watch her finger her stuff. Then, as I feel her hot body from the distance between. She rubs herself faster than I'd ever seen.
Suddenly, the act makes me hornier than I can believe. Could I steal pleasure like any thieves? The gushing squishy noise and the scent of her juice. Both things making me want to ride her caboose. I feel my shaft leak, then my cock peek-
Pop goes the weasel!
I stroke it hard as my lusty eyes stay on her mound. I really wish that I could have her bound! She looked real nice, and her tits were sweet. I wonder how'd they feel on the size of my meat.
My cock feels good as I play with it. And she looks hot as she paws her clit. I feel the passion burn deep inside. It was a lust I could not abide. Now, she pants as the fluid trickles down. Yeah, I'd like to go and visit HER town!
I lean out from the brush. Even as my cock becomes mush. With all that pounding on the shaft. If you'd seen it, my god, you would have laughed. I lick my lips as I get a better view. But by accident as I looked, I fell right through-
Pop goes the weasel!
She gathers herself up shyly, and tries to hide her sauce. How to explain my cock, I was at a loss. I look up shyly in her eyes, and I see her sticky hand. To be so horny with her nice smell, it was more than I could stand!
She shirks from me as I reach out. Beautiful titties jiggle about. I don't know why she's so shy about it. Her denial sends me into a fit! Then I give up and go lick her fingers clean. I never knew she had such a sweet-tasting bean.
She giggles and gives my dick a tug. Even as she does that, I give her a hug. It's not so awkward if your both horny. Then again, this story might be a little corny. As she kneels down and teases it with her lips. I have fun rubbing her breast tips. But then I feel my orgasm come, and as it spurts out, I'm struck dumb-
Pop goes the weasel!
She sucks hungrily as she empties my supply. Making me feel so good, I could just fly. Down it goes her throat, as she swallows hard. The way she handles me fills me with new regard.
Then of course it's her turn, and I have her lay on that ass. After she is situated, I devour that pussy so fast! She laughs as my efforts make her hot. I enjoy it too, giving all I got.
Then as her thighs trap my head, with each and every lick. As I eat her out, she makes me harder than a brick. I feel as her pussy rumbles, and it shakes me like a twister. But I don't dare let go; I stick to her like a blister! Then her topping explodes on my face. I lick my lips to enjoy that wonderful taste-
Pop goes the weasel!
Now it was fun, I do recall. When we pleasured each other and all. That night we lay tired in the grass. Even as I stroked her fine ass. Maybe sex would please us the next day. But instead, we couldn't move in any way.
We were all sore, our muscles all hurt. Then we both agreed, quite curt. Our equipment was in need of maintenance, as it needed some repair. So before they recuperated, I would not put it in her lair.
Instead, we enjoyed each others' flesh. Fingers roaming over souls like a mesh. Each detail bare before my touch. Indeed, I think it was all too much. Just by caressing her body, I shot my load again-
Pop goes the weasel!
I sigh and I pant. With lust to implant. But my seed ever dry. Leaking out, by and by. I rest ever curious with the femme at my side. When she licked her tits, I almost died!
I am fixated on the fluff of her rear. Given the chance, my cock would disappear. Oh, I'd ride her hard on a trail like a horse. Right on her back down a pleasureful course. Licking my lips, grabbing her hips. Feeling the fur, as we fuck in a blur.
Then she would scream, and her pussy contracts. I would enjoy how her body reacts. We would ride like two beasts mating at a rodeo. That is how much I enjoy this filly-Whoa! Then of course, in the sequence of my dreams. We would both rock happily to each of my reams. We would light up with the pleasure abound-
Pop goes the weasel!
Deep behind the Mullberry bush. Where I fondle and tease her tush. We get hot by looking at each other's cherry-red organs. She could swear I was hung like a horny black Morgan (horse breed).
Under cover of the canopy of trees. We take our time to cuddle and tease. Sated by the touches of tongues and paws. Occassionally a tickle with blunted white claws.
No we cannot yiff, though I badly want to. But we're so tired; sore all through. Then she jumps up with a squeek. We both see another taking a peek. Out from the bush comes a monkey with a lecherous laugh. We both jump away as he lands in our path.
Pop goes the weasels!