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Masturbating is fun for me,
I do it all the time.
In bed, at work, or in a tree
It makes my spirit chime.
I love the taste of my pre-cum
It makes my nipples tingle,
The gentle stroking done for fun,
Is better than this jingle.
First you touch and then you squeeze
The throbbing then increases
Your Dick pulsates with every breeze
Before the juice releases.
The buildup makes you lose your mind
Your body goes on fire
You try to make it last more time
The sensation takes you higher.
I wish sometimes my Dick came off
It would be such a treat
To suck and lick until the froth
Shoots out from my own meat.
Instead I'll hope to get some head
From all who want to give,
Just spread my legs and lay in bed
No better way to live.
Until my dream can come to life
I'll stroke my dick at will
Perhaps the store might rent a wife
To give my Dick its fill.
I do it all the time.
In bed, at work, or in a tree
It makes my spirit chime.
I love the taste of my pre-cum
It makes my nipples tingle,
The gentle stroking done for fun,
Is better than this jingle.
First you touch and then you squeeze
The throbbing then increases
Your Dick pulsates with every breeze
Before the juice releases.
The buildup makes you lose your mind
Your body goes on fire
You try to make it last more time
The sensation takes you higher.
I wish sometimes my Dick came off
It would be such a treat
To suck and lick until the froth
Shoots out from my own meat.
Instead I'll hope to get some head
From all who want to give,
Just spread my legs and lay in bed
No better way to live.
Until my dream can come to life
I'll stroke my dick at will
Perhaps the store might rent a wife
To give my Dick its fill.
Published 27th Feb 2013
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