Nudity In a Cup
I think this heat is killing me
I'm letting my thing hang free
sweaty clothing clings to me
I'm starting to love nudity
not just because I feel free
but because I like to see booby
and booty too it's all I see
my willy's looking up at me
standing up when I sit down
stays the same when I walk around
some do smile some do frown
as I wee up the wall it trickles down
I can't help it standing up
in private I can make it stand down
I can't help it standing up
so I walk around with it in a cup
Copyright © Nick Trim | Year Posted 2019
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