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Klutzy Woman


She rung my bell, an accident
of course, but still ding-a-ling,
banged my chin on the top of her
head. Somehow managed a
twist, a double dip, flip
me face down on crumpled dollars,
in rumpled sexed-up sheets.

Sweat and her perfume
cram my head with lust;
she'd conquer me with one lick
but she manages to fumble the glass
dildo, sliding it across my ass,
it landing on the floor with a crash.

I'm afraid of what comes next
but it happens before I'm ready.
The glass schlong broke the cat's
dish against an electric plug.
Smoke, fried wires and cat chow
rests on the tongue, fizzles out
however not the erection,
it responds to a bought blowjob.

Just as well, this girl is the death of me,
quite literally and yes that is an
euphemism for come, it better be,
after all, I paid her quite well.

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