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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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On a dark Devon highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of poppers, rising up through the air
Up ahead on my hotlist, I saw an eye-opening sight
My cock grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to login for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I felt the bulge begin to swell
And I was thinking to myself,
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"
Then she slid up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices on the forum,
I thought I heard them say...
Welcome to the website Fab Swingers
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the website Fab swingers
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here
Her mind is slightly twisted, she got the orgasmic bends
She got a lot of pretty married boys she calls friends
How they fucked in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some swing to remember, some swing to forget
So I called up the Tranny,
"Please bring more single guy whine"
He said, "We have run out of spirit here, you want a sixty nine?"
And still the forum voices are calling from far away,
Cock still up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
Welcome to the website Fab swingers
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They swinging it up at the website Fab Swingers
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your own supplies
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink dildo on ice
And she said "We are all just swingers here, in this den of vice"
And in the greedy girl’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their raging cocks,
But they just can't please the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
Lining up the backdoor
I had to find the lube where I’d left it before
"Relax, " said the Tranny,
"We are programmed to receive.
You can hide your profile any time you like,
But you can never leave! "
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