Source: Horntip Collection - Half-Mind Hymnal 2011

Lyrics

I heard he had a good dong, I heard he had a style. And so I came to see him to have him for a while. And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes.

CHORUS: Strumming my labes with his fingers, singing my life with his words, stroking me softly with his dong, stroking me softly with his dong, filling my whole life with his wads, stroking me softly with his dong

I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd, I feared he’d find my G-spot and make me cry out loud. I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on.

He wanked as if he knew me in all my sexual despair and then he looked right through me as if I wasn’t there. But he just came on, stroking clear and strong