Thoughts at Lunch One Day

I am eating lunch by myself in the refectory of a factory.
My thoughts are focused on loneliness and also on sex
don’t ask me how they go together, but I do find it hard
to be lonely and have sex.

Yet I have been lonely even while having sex
and I have been lonely during sex
and after sex.

Mostly when there was no sex to be had.
Then walks in a short girl with extremely large breasts.
She has a nose ring, a lip ring and a tattoo of a rose on her neck
her ears brimming with earrings.

She sits down and begins to talk to me
I noticed very quickly that she says fuck a lot
Very un-lady like but I like the conversation.

I like her big brown eyes and her breast
as well as her round ass.

But, she will not shut up
So as I listen I smile slightly
and fantasize of ramming my cock
between her breast
and shooting a load of jizz on  her chin.

I wonder if she would smile then
I wonder if she would eat her lunch.
Now she is smiling and saying fuck a lot less
and I am still smiling also.

Thinking about fucking a lot more.
I look around and wonder if the mayonnaise
would make a good lubricant between her breasts

I wonder if she would be willing
to try such wild and obscene idea..
I can almost feel my hard dick sliding
between those huge voluptuous melons
as she keeps talking to me with that toothy grin.

The bell rings and she must go back to work
I watch her walk out the door completely satisfied
wishing that another girl would soon come walking in.