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!
Tag: blow job
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.
In for a penny
“Eek!” she cried, the poor girl, disconcerted.
Apart from it seeming perverted,
(She pushed that aside),
She just couldn’t decide,
Should she swallow or not, now he’d squirted?
Putting her money where her mouth is
Did he need to be bloody invited?
Blow job? She’d have been damn delighted!
But no. Stand in line.
Just a fuck would be fine,
If her love must remain unrequited.
Variations on a theme
Yep, I’m up for it lads, she said wenchily.
Comes down to how, then, essentially.
Blow jobs all round?
Breaks the ice, like, I’ve found.
Pussy? Arse? Both at once, or sequentially?
Personal assistant
On her knees, at the bank where she works,
Her tits out, her head bobs, her hand jerks
On the manager’s lap…
Not a bad sort of chap…
It’s just one of his job’s little perks.
Points decision
At the pub, in the smoke and the fug,
This bloke’s too short, a face like a pug.
Would she fuck him? she thought.
Did she think that she ought?
Just a blow-job, maybe, or a tug.
Domestic bliss
Everything to her husband’s a crisis,
A lost phone, the stock-market prices.
Annoying, no doubt,
But to help him chill out,
A quick fuck or a blow job suffices.
The sexual imperative
“Bloody men all want one thing”, she said,
“They all just want to get me in bed.
Why in heaven”, she sighed,
Can’t they be satisfied
With a blow job or hand job instead?”