Blowjob monologues and the like
Space and time
Yes, I know that the last time any of you got head it was out-of-season Newquay from the local fat girl who had mistaken you for her brother; she dressed by a combination of Kappa and Dorothy Perkins; you by a combination of Foster's menswear and your mom . But there are people evolved enough to deliver monologues, unravelling exposition and back story, as the act of fellatio takes place. Aerial Telly is one. Al Swearengen is another.
Cat Power's ability to deliver monologues while receiving head is largely untested. If she needs a guinea pig, Aerial Telly can think of worse ways to spend an afternoon.
Before he changed his name and started making terrible records Prince was just about the dopest thing on the planet. Check this from 1980's minimalist funk masturbpiece Dirty Mind which included the song Head, a paean to the oral erotic arts. However, he's more about the monosyllable than the monologue so I doubt if he has the range required to complete a full speech.
You don't hear much from Paddy MacAloon these days. A shame as the Anglo-Mick singer-songwriter provided a potent antidote to Eighties pop with moments of quirky genius like this with the help of his girlfriend Linda McCartney on tambourine, Coronation Street's Terry Duckworth on drums and his brother Plug from The Bash Street Kids MacAloon on bass guitar. Paddy cries during fellatio. I imagine.
Saul Williams seems to have his mind on something. I'm not really sure what but those headwrap chicks drinking wheatgrass juice seem to love it. If one of them gives him a blowjob they won't be able to shut him the fuck up.