Something new I tried It’s like free style rap battle free verse poetry like (Not talking about myself at all)

My tongue on your shaft

Then I swallow it

Pre cum running down

My tongue follow it

Deep in my throat

Touching esophagus

Powerful gush deep in there

With that final thrust

You try to pull away

I’m not letting go

I’m not finished with your ass

Until you’re not breathing no mo

Resuscitate your heart

Then stop it again

(You really not dead though)

(You just close to the end)

I grab your head

Then I take seat

I ride your face

Until your tongue is obsolete

Now I’m sopping

I move down to your lower region

My moves are so proficient

Your body start seizing

You feeling so good

Like my vibrator

You Cumming back to back

My lady is a cum generator

Your eyes rolling back

You got a soft issue

I put my clothes on

Now I’m done with you

Poetical Confidence (Poetry Battle)

My allure is magnetic
Telekinetic,Majestic
Leaving my victim’s mind
Disinclined,Unaligned
Unable to form a sentence
Transcendence,Magnificence
Brilliance spews from my lips
Battleships,Apocalypse
Is the force behind my rhyme
Paradigm,Sublime
Watch out my tongue is gold
Unfold,Stranglehold
Is my grip in this poetry game
After me nothing was same