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by DaddyO 

I strolled through the district
aptly called "red light"
for crimson neon
barbie doll outlines
flashed like shiny new fire engines
above and in front of me.
screaming "fuck me"
so loud I never noticed
the night wrapping
her legs around my face
and the musky pubescence
dripping down my chin.
gasping for air
I could not breathe
so I lapped frantically with my tongue
in hopes that if I could get her to cum
it might bring about release.
she didn't taste like I'd remembered-
I don't think she'd bathed,
for her iron core echoed
on my tin foil fillings
shooting down and shrivelling up
the darkness
her legs let go
just as I spied
a distant hearth
in another part of town
"mama?" I cried
a grizzled whore replied;
"get back inside"