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 fast he'd probably faint at the fucking blood loss

Calling 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 super market

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 on his cock

Are thicker than a tube sock