IT'S THE TONGUE THAT ROCKS THE WORLD

MAGIC

She wasn't shy
in her discussions
about any subject,
especially about sex.
She launched into
her personal observations
about how men thought
the size of their manhood
was all that mattered to a woman;
if they can jam it in, create pain
and run like a Derby racehorse
to the finish line; if it stands tall
for a few extra minutes
they deserve a gold medal.
"No", she said, "it's the magic of
an educated tongue that
spends, not minutes, but
an hour, or hours, in pleasuring all the
magic and sensitive spots
of a woman's body, my body."
I was so totally in agreement,
and I asked her,
How do you suppose other
women feel about this subject?
"I don't know, why don't
you ask them? All I know
is it's the tongue that
rocks my world."
OKAY.
Does the tongue rock your world?