GIRTH BROOKS

The glory hole breaker
A mass of meat so engorged that no one can take it
As he slides his shaft through the hole in the stall
I see the paint on the wall start to peel
And my mouth is overcome with fear
Drooling for behemoth

With his third leg, he's like a tripod
If he ever got full mast, he'd probably faint at the fucking blood loss
Callin' my name with his southern drawl
Girth Brooks has a cock that could give nightmares to you all
It's like a second torso attached to his pelvis
I could grab his dick and pole dance
His tip is a football

Just going down on this man
I have to unhinge my jaw like a snake
I've seen the meat in person and sometimes I still think it's fake
We could line up for miles
Starting at his head and reaching back to his balls
He can use a hula hoop as a cock ring
And even then, he might need two

This is the first time I've seen a cock that I could fucking fist
This man has a dick that gives off shade
Shove your dick in my ear and mindfuck me
He knocks items off the shelves at the supermarket
Just trying to turn while containing the furious meat rocket
Stretch the feeling out of my mouth

Self-containing armageddon sits in his pants
Stitches straining, fly is breaking, holding back his kickstand
After he cums, he recoils his fleshy firehose
Delivering jizz at a lethal dose

I need to double-hand grab it and hold it like a shovel
You need to trowel my fucking bowels
This enormous dick just bruised my goddamn kidney
The veins in his cock are thicker than a tube sock