“Bond, James Bond, ” he said (although she’d known),
His cock deep down her throat… a hoarse moan…
“And you’re…?”
“Tanya,” she said.
“Fuck!” he thought… “She’s a Red…”
Both his cock and his cover well blown!
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A toe in the water
She supposed, though she’d only just met him,
He’d fuck her, perhaps, if she let him…
She fondled his dick…
Gave a tentative lick…
Would a blow job entice… or upset him?
First time for everything
Her first blow job… the boy was to blame…
He pulled out, as he’d said, when he came…
The poor girl copped a face-full,
Looked fucking disgraceful…
But pleased with herself, just the same.
Whetting his appetite
“How about a nice blow job to start?
I’m an expert!” she said. “It’s an art.
A slow fuck for entree?
Your choice, which hole, which way!
What’s your fancy? It’s sex a la carte!”
Starry-eyed
She hit Hollywood all starry-eyed…
Promised parts in the movies… they’d lied…
Given blow jobs, been screwed,
Pretty much fucked for food,
Till she just sort of shrivelled inside.
Hitting it off
She had only herself, like, to blame…
Kinda funny, but still, all the same,
So embarrassing too…
But what else could she do,
Except swallow, then ask him his name.
Who ya gonna call?
When she blew him, she somehow mistimed…
WTF? OMG! Fuck! she mimed,
Her mouth full of his goo,
(And her nostrils now, too)…
As she screamed to herself “I’ve been slimed!”
Tweet
Not an organ, so much, as a flute…
Slender, elegant… Tweet, tweet, toot toot!
And her sweet embouchure
Helped greatly, I’m sure,
In warming it up for a root!
Multi-tasking
Girls these days can be had for the asking,
Their inner sluts, ripe for unmasking!
Blow job? Up the arse?
Fuck the whole goddam class?
Not a problem. It’s just multi-tasking.
Consolation prize
“Bloody slops again! Bugger!” he cursed.
“Can’t a man ever get to go first?”
Still, she’s sucking his dick…
Deep throat too! That’s the trick!
So he’s had a nice blow job, at worst.