F is for Fellatio
Tongue, teeth and lips I use
As along his upright shaft I cruise.
Bound to excite and to amuse
All sense of self I now must lose.
For cock is all there is to me.
This mighty root of hard wood tree
Fills my mouth and mind with glee.
And I must worship on bended knee.
My tongue beds this stalwart shaft
Which may enter me fore or aft.
It’s free to come down any path
Where I may ply my cum-slut craft.
When in my mouth I show no haste
As this sweet sausage my lips encase.
How I do so enjoy its savoury taste
As with hot cum his shaft I baste.
No French éclair can boast such cream
Which fills this horny girl’s wet-dream.
All things may not be as they seem,
But sucking cock is sex supreme!
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