another real sad/ pitiful poem---
ORAL SEX AN ODE TO LOVE
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Penis breath a lovers dread, is what you get when you give head.
Unpleasant as it tends to be, be greatful that he does not pee.
Its times like this you wonder why you bothered reaching for his fly.
But its too late cant be a tease, accept the facts get on your knees.
You know you got a job to do so open wide and shove it through.
Lick the tip and take it all, dont drag your teeth or he might bawl
Slide up and down and use your tongue and feel the pre cum start to run
So when the fuck's he gonna cum.
Just when you cant take it anymore you hear your lovers mighty roar
and when he hits that real high note you feel it oozing down your throat.
Salty fishy stick stuff, okay already thats enough.
Lets switch you say before you gag and what revenge youre on the rag...
