Marvin Brato Sr
The Intern - Poem by Marvin Brato Sr
Fresh looking and young interns came to duty,
They all ready to handle certain responsibility.
Both guys and gals were all quite aggressive,
None seemed timid, naive and unresponsive.
One of the ladies was merely different,
She showed an instinctive sexual intent.
But barely reluctant in her approach,
Sound obvious she needed a coach.
This slick intern was always around,
Teased some hints of sensual ground.
Most time she queried about my sexcapade.
I was convinced she had wanted to get laid.
Coincidentally I was on duty with this hot-tie,
I noticed she always brag that she was a cutie.
But when she sat on my lap and caressed me,
No man had declined such move so I let it be.
I thought she was an expert but she quivered,
That blow job act was the first she delivered.
And she begged me that I must tell nobody,
She did another round to sealed our treaty.
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