by secondsamuel
I enjoyed your erotic whimsy. But, you lost the meter in some of the verses.
And the punch was too believable. I was hoping you might meet up with a living doll, with giant, fake, plastic tits that need no bra. Because her nipples are barely noticeable, almost drawn on with marker. She mechanically sucks your dick, and you get hard and ready, even though her wig comes off in your hand, revealing a bristled brush-cut. You’re just that excited. She’s so hot, so perfect. She begs you to fuck her. But when you strip her pants off her amazing, sculpted ass, you find she has no pussy, and not even an asshole to welcome your raging boner. So you settle for a hand-job from her King-Fu grip. It’s then you realize, you’re with a Trans G.I. Joe! But, you don’t care, you’re already cumming and in LOVE!
Glad he came back. Sorry the vacation didn't solidify his stature. Don't feel bad, lot's of dicks are duds. Maybe its the growth hormone in MacD's burgers?
Alice Higgins (Dick Inspector)
I've never commented on anything from here before, but this I cannot resist. (Yes, although you did lose the meter on a line or two) This poem made me laugh. Thank you, and well done.