346. Liqueurs, Madam ? …. Ooh, Vicar ! *
Would you care for cunnilingus ?
– I don’t mind if I do.
And would you like to call the verger round ?
He’d like a peek or two
I’d love to have an audience
To tap their feet in time
To give me useful pointers
While the waiter pours the whine
I’ll need to take it slowly
On your lightly scented kipper
Although it seems inviting
It’s as dry as Ghandi’s slipper
And does my dick look big in this ?
I’m yearning to enquire
But my lingual apparatus
Is truly bogged down in the mire
And now my child at last I think
I hear a heavenly choir
Though my ears are somewhat stifled
The music’s playing higher
Your breathless panting now subsides
At last my turn has come
I flip you over, slip inside
Your fragrant little…