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The sex shack
The sex shack
There was a house
Across the railroad tracks
Where I would go
In search of sensual acts
Every time that I ached
I would take that road again
Where untold joys waiting for pleasure
Inside the Pussy Den
For this man’s fantasy
Was just a mile away
Carnal pleasures of each type
Kept misery at bay
They are masters of pleasure
Their specialty, to feed my need
Deep-throat was my pleasure
They’d serve my every need
A potpourri of beauties
Every color, a delight
Guaranteed to make my cock
Grow suddenly upright
Some said Lola’s nectar
By far was the sweetest
Licking honey pussy
For me was such a treat
Have asked for Sarah
Whose milky-laden breasts
Were perfect for the suckling
I claimed that she was blessed
But this time I wanted Lily
Her flower, small and tight
This dripping cock will make a date
To fuck her through the night
There was a house
Across the railroad tracks
Where I would go
In search of sensual acts
Every time that I ached
I would take that road again
Where untold joys waiting for pleasure
Inside the Pussy Den
For this man’s fantasy
Was just a mile away
Carnal pleasures of each type
Kept misery at bay
They are masters of pleasure
Their specialty, to feed my need
Deep-throat was my pleasure
They’d serve my every need
A potpourri of beauties
Every color, a delight
Guaranteed to make my cock
Grow suddenly upright
Some said Lola’s nectar
By far was the sweetest
Licking honey pussy
For me was such a treat
Have asked for Sarah
Whose milky-laden breasts
Were perfect for the suckling
I claimed that she was blessed
But this time I wanted Lily
Her flower, small and tight
This dripping cock will make a date
To fuck her through the night
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