You asked me a question,
“Do you like oral?”
So I queried the men I have found
Who might think your question quite sound
Most men that I know abide in a zone
Where he thinks each girl’s mouth desires his bone
No matter the shape of her tush or her bust
His cock in her mouth is an absolute must
Thoughts of his member twixt lips, such as thine
Will make him unstrung and he’ll not wonder why
Feeling his member between your soft lips
Emeresed in saliva will cause shuddering fits
When your tongue licks the groove neath his pulsating knob
It will be all he can do to hold back his gob
And some that are gentlemen, sweet lady you
Would never release his “gift” impromptu
Nor would he expect you to fellate before
His mouth kissed the lips at your vaginal door
Not only that but his tongue will explore
The soft open mouth of your pussy galore
He will lap, and he’ll drool in your feminine pool
While dreaming you’ll gulp his swollen, firm tool
And bring him to climax, that sex-ridden fool.