A Hand On Pleasure
The pleasurable things I do with my hands.
I hold in my fist, My girlfriends’ wrists, As I trap her beneath my weight Her tit in my mouth, My other hand travels south, Directing my dick to its fate My guitar in one hand, I give a nod to my band, Then I go to town on the strings With a touch that’s just right, Sweet melody fills the night, And I love the high that sound brings Now I’ve got in my grip, My raging hard dick, Cause I need to unload before bed I stroke...