Twisted versions of some well known children's rhymes and stories. |
When Jack and Jill climbed up the hill A bucket carried by Jill’s side Their minds were on something more than water There were biology lessons to be applied. At the top of the hill beside the well Jill dropped to her knees at Jack’s feet She undid his zip and slid him into her mouth And his back arched at her caress so sweet Jack gripped the well as Jill worked his cock Thrusting forward and gasping her name Until she let him loose and sat on the edge of the well Opened her legs for him to do the same Jack buried his face deep into Jill’s muff His tongue frolicking inside her fleshy fold Jill began to moan as she felt herself grow wet As Jack seemed to be digging for gold Jack stood up and Jill bent over the well And he pushed himself deep inside He pounded her ass against the cold stone And her cries echoed down the hillside. All was going well and Jill’s orgasm was near But something went terribly awry For at that moment on the well appeared a rat And Jill threw herself back with a cry Jack lost his balance and Jill did too And half naked down the hill they fell Till they crashed at the bottom and Jack cut his head And the townfolk were struck with a bombshell The media scrum went on for days Jack was charged with having sex with a minor For he was sixteen, one year older than Jill And in a show of innocence she played a blinder. So it came to be that Jack went to jail Jill sold her story for a six figure sum. When she was eighteen she moved to LA And as a porn star made her name in whoredom. |