
“Fantasy”
I think my ultimate fantasy,
Would be to dangle
My limp dick across a womans face.
And like a tea bag,
Drop it slowly into her opening –
Red lipped mouth.
Id keep it in there
While she toyed with her junk.
She would have green nail polish on,
And it would dance,
In her pink and purple
Play ground.
She would hum
And my dick would grow harder.
Moan
And my shaft would expand.
Firmer.
Liek them dinosaur toys
That expand in a glass of water.
Bigger. Chunkyer.
Filling up her jaws
Pushing out her cheeks
like a blow fish.
Her teeth leaving imprints
On the foreskin.
Muffled and full
Untill, finally, she would
Be unable to maintain the load
And with a big
“Phatttooie!”
She would throw her head back,
In an arch of spit a
nd bright glowing eyes.
While my dick bounced up and down
Like a great rubber gong.




"Drunk at the matinee" is a collection of candid poetry about stupid shit that we all experience from day to day.




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