We came in kind of late,it
was one hell of a night.
Downtown New York,
big city,bright lights.
Went to the movies,then
afterwards some food.
Had a few drinks,says
it gets her in the mood.
On our way home,she's
starting to get frisky.
Fellatio in the elevator,
I'm feeling the whisky.
Once in the room,she
takes off her attire.
Don't know where to look first,
there's so much to admire.
She said "make love to me",and
then grabbed me by the wrist.
Is this shit really happening,she
was fucking herself with my fist.
I've never felt so inferior,like
my penis didn't even exsist.
"Don't just stick it in and out,
why not give it a little twist".
Then she said"I want you inside
of me",but wasn't I already?
Stick my thing in there?after my
knuckles had tapped her belly?
Now I'm not small at all,but like
I'm not packing "monster" meat.
Most women are good with some
inches,this one was dealing in feet.
When I say I was in it up to my elbows,
I really don't mean it metaphorically.
Now as I'm piping it down I'm thinking to
myself,has this shit happend before to me?
Nope! I would definately remember
someone using my arm as a piston.
Taking jabs to the vag like a champ,you'd
think she were boxing with Sonny Liston.
I have a pair of big ass hands,can't
understand how I didn't hurt 'er.
Now who would've guessed it,she came
in a gush,this chick was also a squirtter.