Forgive Me For Being Blunt

Forgive me please I’m not myself
I’m usually not so blunt
Your beauty lying in the sand
Makes me want your cunt

I didn’t say it quite like that
She seemed to get my meaning
She squealed at me, “You’re crazy!”
The big lifeguard was listening

In my mind I saw it clearly
Exploring down below
If not for crazy guys like me
How would she ever know?

I rattled off my room number
Said, “Whatever you do is fine.
But, if you choose to come my way
I’m sure to make you whine.”

Miracle of miracles
A knock came at my door
I learned that little sunbathing girl
Was ready to be my whore

She didn’t beat around the bush
Said, “Let’s wash this sand away.”
We jumped into the shower
And both began to play

She said, “I liked your staring
But your words caught me off guard
Made me feel so pretty
When I saw I’d made you hard.”

Then she grabbed my hard wet cock
Said, “Would you like to ride?”
She stuck me in her red-hot spot
Then I began to slide

Since that day I don’t mince words
Yes, sometimes I am blunt
I've had my face slapped once or twice
But, sometimes I get cunt