My Task

My tongue makes a nice contrast, as he slides  
That cock into a younger whore than me;  
He likes the way she kneels while the insides  
Of little sluts are filled by him with glee;  
 
I reinforce his movement when I lick,  
Rimming his arse, as he fucks the sweet bitch;  
My tongue will thrill his backside, while his prick  
Is deep inside the girl: I will not switch;  
 
There is no turn for me: I do know that;  
She is sir's hole of choice, so let me wait:  
He will be coming in her tight, young twat;  
And I can feel him shudder as I relate  
 
To attend on his need, for I've a task:  
To clean his cock when he is done at last.