A poem for Carolina

thanks to Ass Hunter and Carolina

Carolina spreads her ass.

her husband holds the camera:

panties ride up her asscrack

snap! snap:

the cheeks are all meat,

big fat ass meat--

snap! snap!--

the hottest ass meat

on the market.

I peel the panties

off, and lick her ass.

i had wanted to put my head there

ever since i saw each -- snap! --

photo on their blog;

she's married and regularly

gives her ass

to her husband.

I push the head of monster

moctezuma into her;

i'll split her open

with my massive tool--

snap! snap!

BJ in the car

i've parked behind a apartment complex
across the street from your work
and you've protested: "I don't want
to suck it, people can see."

I pull it out nonetheless
and before long it's deep in your mouth.
people are walking about
seeing you bobbing on it.

"Okay, that's enough," I say. I let you
up. kiss your cheek and chin. "let's go
get some coffee," I say.
we get out, you walk ahead.

some men tell me my lights are on
you think they are talking about you:
the slut, the cocksucker, the publicly
humiliated cumpig.

and from the way that they smirk
I know that they are.