Blow job masterclass
Oh my god girl you better stop, I'm so close to the edge, if you don't stop doing that, you'll throw me off the ledge
My dear you have a talent, I don't know what else to say, I wish I could control myself, so this would last all day
Slowly, please slowly, I can feel my balls against your chin, you must have a deep throat, to take my dick right in
To feel your hands around my balls as your tongue flicks around my head, has me on the edge of ecstasy, right here upon my bed
Your teeth run down my shaft, it's a masterclass of sucking dick, you know exactly what to do, you know what makes me tick
My mind is simply frazzled, it's a gift, that's plain to see, I'm honoured that you chose too, share your gift with me
My body now is trembling, I'm close to filling your mouth with seed, move your mouth or swallow, I've nearly done the deed
THE KINKY POET
