The Whore's Mouthwatering Meal

"THE WHORE'S MOUTHWATERING MEAL"


she once asked me if I knew
why she couldn’t gain weight.
I told her to eat more and
the pounds would pack on.
tonight, she has a full plate
of dinner by her.
her phone went off and it’s
text messages are loud.
after she replies, she puts 
the phone down and attempts 
to eat but the new cock is 
replying fast.
she drops her fork and 
replies fearing the loss of 
the attention.
fearing the loss of dirty 
sex, the sex that makes her 
feel like a big girl when her 
head is tilted back, her eyes 
are closed and her mouth is 
open, just licking the feel 
good on her lips.
food might’ve been what was 
served but dirty cock is on 
the menu and it’s making her 
waste away.
I walk by occasionally to go
out and smoke, with each 
passing, her food gets colder 
and her flytrap warmer.
she once asked me if I knew
why she couldn’t gain weight.
if cock packed on the pounds
Jenny Craig herself couldn’t
save her.


By: Chicano Eddie
4202017
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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