Cheryl Tweedy Sex Pest

We met when we were seventeen
my Mercedes dented her BMW.
She went berserk, reversed, yelled,
her freckled cheeks were pretty
perfect teeth
jewelled belly
sexy legs.
By December we were wed.
The weekends were endless
she’s excellent between the sheets
perfect, edgy,
her energy left me endlessly erect
her PVC dress sent me messy
she’d bend her knees
chew my member

then cry.
She left me by text
tells me she resented me.
She bled me dry, left me bereft, empty.
Depressed, TV helped me
Jeremy Kyle, ER, BBC Three, Stephen Fry.
He’s very clever

Step by step my self esteem grew,
then recently she penned me these sexy letters,
She regrets she’s deserted me
‘Remember when we were seventeen?
When we screwed by KFC, then fled when we’d been seen by CCTV?’
Let’s meet, she begs me.
Hmmm.
Cheryl Tweedy: relentless sex pest
zesty nymph, demented pervert
her smelly feet my best kept secret.