Your Perfect Blowjob

I unbuckle your pants and slide them down,
Your underwear follows them to the ground.
Around your ankles, they do bunch,
Padding my knees, to enjoy my lunch.

I start with your balls, I sniff, then lick,
Dragging my tongue, up your stiffening stick.
I taste the fluid that leaks from the hole,
Running my hand, up and down your pole.

On your mushroom head, you feel my kiss,
Me sucking that thing from which you piss.
It’s so hard, I feel it throb,
Up and down, my head does bob.

Here comes my deepthroat, you start to groan,
Like a magical ring, coming from your phone.
Your head goes back and your eyes do close,
Down so deep, pubes tickling my nose.

I fondle your balls, that feel so smooth,
My cock sucking rhythm, now in a groove.
Your legs do quiver, you’re almost there,
Your toes lock up, you slide down in your chair.

My mouth so warm, so soft, so tight,
Making that dick feel, oh so, right.
Your cum surges up that big fat dong,
While I'm sucking and humming your favorite song.

With a mighty grunt, you shoot your sperm,
Striking my tonsils, your hand holds me firm.
Filling my mouth with spurt after spurt,
On my tongue, rests your thick warm yogurt.

When the blasting stops, I release my mouth,
Preparing your seed to travel down south.
With a wink and smile, I swallow it down,
Your balls now empty with nary a frown.