death by hand jobMature

a sweet story about growing up

she pulled my soul out by the root
in the fondest memory of my youth
the french call orgasm 'la petite mort'
no kidding.  ain't that the truth?

But my root isn't that ‘petite’,
so neither was the 'mort'.
soul wasn't all she jerked out that day
leaving my breath gaspingly short

it was the end of my innocence
that left the end of my dick
though her fingers started the job
her tongue ended it with a flick

The End

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