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When a man's fancy... WARNING EXPLICIT SEXUAL MATERIEL MAY BE OFFENSIVE TO SOME There I was on that black belt To nowhere There she was to my right Also going nowhere Her breasts were going somewhere Up and down, up and down Obviously she wasn’t wearing a sports bra Hey, I’m normal As normal as can be But I’m a male, and my eyes, Well they act like magnets Opposites attract, right? And then I saw her sweating Sweating… sweating into little rivulets below the vee I thought, now why can’t I just lick those tiny drops of sweat and make her mine? I tell you, it was driving me crazy Then our feet were in tune with each other I was keeping pace with her This was probably the only place I could keep pace with her! This fresh young woman not even 25 Ah, it’s nice to think of those things Even nicer to remember Oh lusty thoughts keep still Would a cold shower help? |
Additional Notes:
Go ahead...tell me I only think of women as sex objects. Tell
me I'm shallow. Go ahead and tell me I shouldn't
think those thoughts! Dammit...men think this way, okay? So back off!
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