Mood: mischievious
Penis breath, a lover's dread
Is what you get when you give head
Unpleasant as it tends to be
Be grateful that he doesn't pee
It's times like this, you wonder why
You bothered reaching for his fly
But it's too late, can't be a tease
Accept the facts and get on your knees
You know you've got a job to do
So open wide and shove it through
Lick the tip then take it all
Don't drag your teeth or he might bawl
Slide up and down and use your tongue
And feel the precum start to run
So when he fucks, he's gonna cum
Just when you can't take anymore
You hear your lover's might roar
And when he hits that real high note
You feel it oozing down you throat
Salty, fishy, sticky, yucky stuff
Okay already thats enough
Lets switch you say before you gag.
And whats your revenge, your on your rag.