Whipped Cream Fantasy

Some time is never enough time
To come up with all of the right lines
Sweat beads and precipitates on the brow
Tie tongues and keep it on the low down
Proceed despite all the red flags
Say the word and watch as the tail wags
Stray dog was never taught to sit down
Sick dog, better now to put down
Pussycat, you take it quick to downtown
Chop sticks and ready up to chow down
Boy, sit, drag ass on the carpet
Didn't look twice wasn't ready for the car hit
Lick balls, and she suck a red rocket
On a chain and in her pocket
Win a prize and be the show hound
Life is good once you're outta the dog pound

Friends clean up, and then right after
Talk her up and then relax her

He gets the itch and wants to scratch it
Finds a bitch and then goes flaccid
Grab a stick bite and down on it
Have the toy you've always wanted
Panting quick now just to cool down
Panty hose come off with a rub down
Doggy style or reverse cowgirl
Hogtie the pork with a leather lasso
Top gun now becomes the bottom
Now who's who, and who wears the condom?
Peg him now to teach a lesson
Go balls deep so he never forgets it

Friends clean up, and then right after
Talk her up and then relax her

Get down on it, get down on it
How you gonna do it?
Get up on it, to sit down on it
Get down on it
Get down on it
How you gonna do it if you finished up way too fast?
Now you gotta help her too, unzip her zipped up pants
Get up on it, to sit down on it



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