Tarse

For though in her he settles well his tarse, Yet his dull, graceless bollocks hang an arse.

"Yea!" Odred screamed, "Take my tarse into thy mouth, and my great balls, too. Suck on my balls, make them hot with your sweet mouth. Then suck my tarse again! Make my cock hard as that of a young ram, or a wild bull!"

[…] my Pirate of Penzance, my lilac love lance, my ramrod, my wad, my schlong, my tube, my tonk, my Jimmy, my Johnny, my tarse, my verge, my honk, my bishop, my pawn, my rook, my king, my knight, my Gonzo, my Kermie, my Bert, my Ernie, […]

Just as I take the chance that your tarse is as crooked as your soul.” His mouth twitched in amusement. “'Tis straight and strong, as you will likely soon learn. However, you bargained only for my arm and my horse, not my tarse.