Face Fuck Book #46

Face Fuck Book  #46

Tamara
Here she is
       Italian FB
Still married
No photo
But of course
       a painting
Poor thing
Complexed
Came home from school
       found her mother swinging
No, she had hung herself!
Raised by her father
       a manly man
       mustached, trim
Got pregnant, married Giovanni
       an artist who
Specialized in painting
       the backs of people
No! Not their skin
       the rear view
Mostly heads and shoulders
Had a flair for hair styles
Of course, an artist's gay streak
       naturally feminine
He always had his arm around me      
She was so masculine
When we went together to Vrsar
       (the nudist colony)
       rented a large tent
       big Mistake, it rained          
Tamara kept hitting on my girl
       she could not take
       her eyes off her large breasts
Giovanni, infused by a Luis Buñuel film
       kept playing the butler
      "Yes Madame, you may whip me"
      my girl giggled
Tamara swallowed that night
       choked
       Heimlich maneuver
       never thanked me
The last day Giovanni and I
       went for an early morning swim
We were alone  
       on a rocky slope
I jumped into the blue green lagoon
       from the top of a Panzer bunker
Cut my foot on a sea urchin's spine
I bled
       he sucked the venom
His hand moved to my naked cock
       sucked the venom there as well
When we returned the girls were tranquil
       sleeping in each others arms