Promiscuous?

So yes, promiscuous

I say delicious two Asians an African and my wife’s mistress

Please don’t show any signs of distress

All just simple progress

When the multi cultural undress

We roll around in sweat

Let’s let the night beget

All smooth when nothing’s flawless

I’m sure all this beats war

Booms and shooting guns

My weapon of chose is my moan and my thick tongue

They orgasm, we cum

Yes all of us have won

The black girls nipples, sensual

Eaten by Chinese twins

I’m just waiting patiently

Waiting to be let it

While war goes on somewhere I hear

I look up and start to stare

We have our mask

This suit and tie

Well I just don’t fucken care

Let go of yourselves

Be yourselves

Stop these frantic thoughts

Hast and all aggression with kiss can be forgot

Don’t stand there and tell me any of this is wrong

To enjoy all life’s pleasures

No one died, as we got strong

Promiscuous?

Just maybe

All this just might be true

Though look inside, as you will find these thoughts also in you