The Truth

Women here's my question
Answer please, without ado
When making love what is the best
Of all these things for you?

Do you prefer a certain size?
Are you a ten inch fan?
Or does size not matter,
If you're loved right by the man?

Is there a lower limit?
Would you stop at six below?
Or wait to see what happened,
At the ending of the show?

Sometimes when pre-tumescent
Many dicks are less than two
When handled right and fully hard
Become four to six for you

Would you look and give a giggle,
If he was not greatly hung,
Or would you wait to see what happens
When he uses hands and tongue?

Would his kiss be something longed for,
When your tongues are intertwined?
As his hands moved o'er your body
Would he maybe blow you mind?

When he kisses on your eyelids
On you neck and all the rest
How heavy will your breathing be
When he sucks upon each breast?

As his head moves even lower
To that place between your thighs
Will you forget about his penis
And about its smaller size?

As he spreads your legs to kiss your lips
And invade you with his tongue
What was I thnking, would you think?
So what, he's not well hung?

From taint to clit, his tongue goes wild
He stops to french your hole
His tongue goes deep with nose on clit
Did you forget about his pole?

He turns around without a sound
His hard dick in your face
It's larger than imagined
Now that it's ready for the race

You take it in between your lips
And though it isn't long
You can still breath, as you take it all,
It's quite a tasty schlong

He's nibbling now upon your clit
Has some fingers in your cunt
You feel orgasm coming
What more could a woman want?

You're wetter and you're hotter
With the climax you just got
The small cock that you're sucking
Would feel good inside your slot

He's now somehow behind you
With your knees upon the mat
He's knees are in between them
His dick feels large and fat

As he drives your head into the bed
And his balls collide with clit
It doesn't seem it's small at all
It fact it feels like quite a bit

It doesn't hurt when bottomed out
You're glad there is more room
No tearing as in labor
And no stressing to the womb

He's settled in and stroking
From dick's head down to its balls
You can make it all get better
If you constrict your pussy's walls

Aren't you glad you practiced kegels?
To get tight around his cock
It's as big around as it is long
And it's harder than a rock

His dick was easily engourged
Less blood for smaller size
So it became much harder
Than those dicks on larger guys

He now has placed you on your back
And his balls on your ass
Has raised all but his cock from you
To show his strength and class

As he drives his cock within you
He rubs hard against your clit
Going quickly in and out
To tickle it a bit

This movement isn't lost on you
Feel the rock and roll once more
Your juices now surround his cock
I think two and 0's the score

Your kegels are still working
As you feel his pulsing pole
The semen that he's shooting
Causes spasms in your hole

The bed is wet beneath you
Quite sure you had some fun
Had small cock satisfaction
From this guy who wielded one

This story may be fiction
There are those of us who show
We can overcome shortcomings
The pun's intended, you should know