Love and Orange Juice Can

I agree to let you tie me down,
My feet, and hands secure.
The smile upon your face revealed,
What I hoped that I'd endure.

My peter lying soft, and low,
Embarrassed by my plight.
If not for these things holding me,
I know that I'd take flight.

But you were firm, in what you planned,
And would not tell me so.
Just what was on your mind,
and thoughts, In time, you?d let me know.

You went into the other room,
And came back with a can.
Of frozen juice, as cold as hell,
And honey in a pan.

The honey made me smile so wide,
With thoughts of what's in store.
But the frozen can of orange juice,
Made my dick shrink that much more.

There was no use in squirming round,
I asked to be released.
But you were far beyond that point,
My dick was near deceased.

You laughed so hard, you bit your tongue And promised I would pay.
For all the times I tied you down,
I begged you, stay away.

Your plan was set in motion now,
No turning back for you.
So with regret, I closed my mouth,
And watched what you would do.

First, you dabbled honey on,
My dick, and let it run.
And licked it off before it ran,
Across my balls, and buns.

And as my dick grew hard and long,
You teased it expertly.
And then you touched the juice can to, And froze my dick, and me.

It ran away, and tried to hide,
From what you put it through.
But you would not have any of this,
And coaxed it back to you.

So many times, you brought him up,
And chased him back again.
My dick did not know what to do,
I willed it, take a stand.

You poured more honey over it,
And played with it awhile.
Your mouth, so warm, and gentle now,
I could not hide my smile.

You stroked it long, and rapidly,
Your tongue a pleasant blur.
The feelings growing deep inside,
I rejoiced in loving her.

When all at once, my body tensed,
She new what was in store.
She swallowed all, and stroked it fast,
A begging me for more.

So now I can't begin to say,
How much I love this girl.
I think you know by what you've read,
Give an orange juice can a whirl.