Defiled

One porter, two stouts, three Irish car bombs
Oh the fun times with friends to be had
But what else can twenty something year-olds do?
But pick up chicks at a really friendly bar

By the end of the night, all four had hooked up
And he caught the prettiest one of them all
A curvaceous brunette, ready from the onset
Because they were loaded until the last call

They walked across the street to a seedy motel
And she paid for the room to stay the night
Once inside, with all abandon they kissed
When she said “I’ll soak the sheets if you do me right”

Her body was awesome, graceful and supple
With curves that seemed too dangerous to drive
He ate her out until she fully doused him
In her little death she must have felt so alive

“My turn” she said going down on his head
When suddenly there was a pause in this adventure
She bumped her chin at the foot of the bed
Then she proceeded to remove her dentures

Wait a minute, decision time, he thought
Was it the porter, the stouts, or the car bombs?
How old is this broad because she looks really good?
When she took him in deep with quiet and calm

This is so wrong, he thought or wanted to say
But the experience was something totally new
It’s soft and smooth with only tongue and gums!
But he didn’t want to look anymore at that view

But she had sucked so good he was ready to go
Putting her dentures back on and then smiled
“Come on sonny, you gotta fuck this pussy right”
Yet somehow he felt he was the one being defiled…

By morning, when the alcohol had all worn off
She was naked asleep when he sneaked off to his car
She still looked good yet it still messed with his head
But he never forgot his first time at a cougar bar