This guy is looking through the ads in a dirty book one
          Monday morning when he sees an ad for a Singing Blow-Job
          for just $5. He rings the woman and she tells him to come
          straight round.
         
          When he gets there the woman ushers him upstairs into a
          pitch-black bedroom where she slowly undresses him and then
          lays him down on the bed.
         
          She then kisses his body all the way down to his tool, and
          once there she starts to give him some of the best head he's
          ever had.
         
          Well the guy's in seventh heaven and it's not long before
          he can't take any more. He's just about to shoot his bolt
          when she starts singing.
         
          But the blow-job carries on, and despite wondering how she
          does it, the guy's too excited to give it much thought. Well
          $5 is damn cheap, so he goes back every night for the
          remainder of the week; but by Saturday is getting a bit
          suspicious.
         
          You see he can't figure out how she does it, and is worried
          that perhaps the woman's old man is hiding in the room, and
          coming out to suck his cock whilst she sings, and he's having
          NONE of that queer stuff.
         
          So Saturday night he puts a torch in his coat pocket, and
          when she undresses him and lays him on the bed he keeps hold
          of it in his hand.
         
          Well the oral sex goes ahead as usual, and sure enough he's
          just about to cum when she starts singing. The guy quickly
          sits up, turns on the torch and shines it round the room.
         
          And there's nothing there except the bed that he's on, the
          woman down between his legs, her head bobbing up and down and
          singing, and a small bedside table. And on the table is a cup
          of water, with a glass eye in it............

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