This is exactly what slutty girls mean
When they say ‘That guy’s a real machine!’
His Real Thing pops up
And can spill a half cup
Giving her pussy lips a lustrous sheen.

“Hard to make up your mind, isn’t it?” Miss Higgenbottom said to the new girl.

“Huh? Oh. I don’t know. It’s just so...”

“Tempting?”

“It’s kind of hard to believe.”

“I believe it’s hard all right,” Higgenbottom confirmed. “Bud, the service guy, was adjusting it all day. Supposedly it’s the real thing. Perfect for a little pick me up before heading home, or so they say.”

“Yeah, but how should I...?”

“Well, I suppose you could taste it. Did you select diet or regular? Actually I’m pretty sure jizz is caffeine free, and with your figure a few calories shouldn’t be an issue. But I think the height is about right for a straight-ahead missionary sort of fuck. I’m told the fizz really enhances the stimulation, like a million teensy lips kissing your clitoris all at once. But for the fullest impact you should back into it. I guess I mean onto it. Keep in mind, though, that it’s no deposit, no return sperm.”

“Sperm? You mean there’s a chance I could get...?”

“Pregnant?”

Higgenbottom smiled and nodded. “Go ahead, dear. I’ll watch.”

The new girl took a deep breath. “Okay then, here goes nothing.”

Poem by Ashley
Illustration by Mat