Put on Your Strap-on

[verse-a-tile]

Put on your strap-on, babe, and poke me in the rear
Tease me first, to build my thirst, then thrust with lust, my dear

I'm a lad who likes a lad but loves a laddish lass
Call me gay or call me a guy who craves a massive mass

Poke me slow, high and low, then up your zeal and pace
Up my cave with zest and rave to make my ticker race

You're so strong in a leather thong; your mission is to please
Chain me on your orgasmotron, switch on, then throw the keys

Oh my, such fun! And when I'm done, I'll do you in return
Because your rear is waiting, dear, for me to stir and churn

[Miles]

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