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Skin
 
Stuck dick beneath the wall of his stall only
Cuz he called for it.
Fingers reached out for foreskin.
Head is like Darth Vader’s helmet
 
Cuz he called for it,
The good grade of pubes.
Dick stuck beneath the wall of his stall only
To get down on my knees, bending to his will.
 
The good grade of pubes.
“Suck me,” I pleaded. 
As I bent to his will. 
“Suck it,” I said. 
 
“Suck me,” I pleaded 
As he nursed my dick with his coarse hands.
“Suck it,” I said.
“Spit on it,” I demanded
 
As he nursed my dick with his coarse hands.
I can hear him slobbing in his palm. 
“Spit on it,” I demanded.
Can feel that lube of spittle.
 
I can hear him slobbing in his palm.
“Oh yeah,” I moaned. 
I felt his lube of spittle
When he said, “Shoot your fucking load.”
 
“Oh yeah,” I moaned. 
I didn’t care if my knees were killing me
When he said shoot your fucking load.
And I did until no more of me could me nursed from balls, cock & piss slit. 

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