Orgasm In B Flat

ORGASM IN B FLAT

It was a Saturday night down in New Orleans
The golfers had all come in from the greens
After a sweltering day out on the links
To belly up to the bar for a few drinks

Panty-less Patty sat at the piano stool
Feeling righteous playing jazz so cool
Kelvin the lounge lizard had lost his lighter
Little did he know he was about to delight her

Crawling around on the barroom floor
In a drunken haze and on all fours
Kelvin soon found himself under the keyboard
He glanced up and with glee roared

For Patty was sitting there with such a short dress
Minus panties and Kelvin was impressed
So what does our buddy big Kelvin do?
Poke his head between her thighs and start licking too

Now Patty could have panicked but she sensed his game
And her job was dependent on her staying tame
So she opened her legs letting Kelvin in
He proceeded to muff dive her with a shit eating grin

The patrons inside started noticing her playing
Thick flourishes and crescendos was she laying
Then the inevitable did come to pass
As Patty cummed so hard it quivered her ass

At the same time, she let out such a yell
A quadruple B flat as loud as a bell
As the bartender fetched yet another beer
Patty shattered the sixty-four light chandelier

It rained broken glass all over the place
So it was written in this New Orleans police case
While everyone ran to cover and duck
Kelvin banged his head and cursed "What the fuck?!"