A tumble on the grass was all she sought
the thoughts in her head were quite hot
She imagined a date
but it was fate
To be taken unplanned, on a yacht.
Eliciting curious glances and disgusted stares
They publicly engaged in their torrid affairs
Decorum discarded
Modesty disregarded
casually fucked away all their cares.
Humphrey liked to think he was cool,
he especially loved to make the girls drool
So he took off his shirt
And started to flirt
they soon realized he was a fool!
She likes them long and thick
The fingers around his stick
With a grip that's tight
She pumps it just right
Until he explodes from her final flick
She likes them long and thick
The fingers around his stick
With a grip that's tight
And he's lubed just right
It was enough to make a church girl slick