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Telephone rings
You answer the phone
I tell you to call me when you pull in the driveway
Instead of asking questions
You do as I have requested
Ring,
Ring
Hello
“I am in the driveway walking to the door”
As you enter into the foyer
I stop you in your steps
I push your back to the wall
I unbutton your pants
I release your joystick
I wipe it down
For its about to receive
Play action
I get on my knees
I take your knobs in my mouth
One knob at a time
Sucking it in and out
The left knob
Then the right knob
Both knobs all at once
Rolling my tongue in small circles
Before releasing them from my lips
I pull on the excess skin with my teeth
Only to glide my tongue from the base
Along the vein lightly biting as I leave a wet trail
Going up to your pleasure wand
My hands are rotating in opposite directions along your joystick
You are holding onto the wall hanging on for dear life
Moaning and groaning
Enjoying the game as it was meant to be played
I continue to take your pleasure wand on a joyous ride
Your body is trembling, and your legs are giving way
Your nearing the finish line
One last suck
You explode your confection into my mouth
As I take in the last drop,
Your body descends on top of mine
To enter my black hole
For the game has went into overtime
You answer the phone
I tell you to call me when you pull in the driveway
Instead of asking questions
You do as I have requested
Ring,
Ring
Hello
“I am in the driveway walking to the door”
As you enter into the foyer
I stop you in your steps
I push your back to the wall
I unbutton your pants
I release your joystick
I wipe it down
For its about to receive
Play action
I get on my knees
I take your knobs in my mouth
One knob at a time
Sucking it in and out
The left knob
Then the right knob
Both knobs all at once
Rolling my tongue in small circles
Before releasing them from my lips
I pull on the excess skin with my teeth
Only to glide my tongue from the base
Along the vein lightly biting as I leave a wet trail
Going up to your pleasure wand
My hands are rotating in opposite directions along your joystick
You are holding onto the wall hanging on for dear life
Moaning and groaning
Enjoying the game as it was meant to be played
I continue to take your pleasure wand on a joyous ride
Your body is trembling, and your legs are giving way
Your nearing the finish line
One last suck
You explode your confection into my mouth
As I take in the last drop,
Your body descends on top of mine
To enter my black hole
For the game has went into overtime
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