And Her Name Was Connie Lingus

The moment I met her
We fucked.
It was a stroke of luck
It helped that we were drunk
But still…
Fucking lucky, fun licking
Frothing at the mouth, stippling
Every part of the body. Sickly
Martyr, that virginity.
Leave it to Connie…

Scream for me Connie,
Plead to me Connie
Tell me you don’t want
what you’re getting from me, Connie.
And I’ll beg to differ, Connie
Undo your zipper Connie
Connie Lingus come for me
I’ll make a martyr of your virginity

The second time I met her
We had sex
She looked a bit vexed
I felt she shouldn’t be so tense
But still…
Her legs had a terrible grip
About my neck I could barely whip
My tongue to lap her dignity.
Save some for me Connie…

Scream for me Connie,
Plead to me Connie,
Tell me you don’t want
What you’re getting from me, Connie
And I’ll go against your wishes, Connie
The genie in the fishnet, Connie
Connie Lingus come for me
Spare me your dying dignity

The last time we met
We made love
She was all I thought of
Wanted to end it with a kiss and hug
But still…
This beautiful girl found a way
To get my hands tangled in her mane
My tongue the same, down and between
And I catch myself saying
“I love you Connie.”

Scream for me Connie,
Plead to me Connie,
Let me know how good it is,
What you’re getting from me, Connie.
And I’ll agree heartily,
Whatever makes you happy,
Connie please, lay with me
Forever Connie, stay with me.

But my time was done
That girl Connie had had her fun
When I came to my senses she’d come and gone
But still…
I never got my tongue back from that address
From the cat, or I would’ve confessed
That I’d finally come to my senses
I love Connie Lingus