Mystery Load

She’s down on her knees, workin’ my pole
I’m groanin’ loud, losin’ all control.
No heads-up, no “Babe, it’s gonna blow,”
I shoot in her mouth, a sloppy-ass show!
Her eyes bug out, she’s gaggin’ on goo
“Fuck this!”—she spits, mad as a shrew!

Mystery load, I’m a stealthy prick
Shot without warning, didn’t warn her quick!
She’s pissed as hell, swingin’ at my face
“Why no heads-up?”—I grin, “I set the pace!”
I like it sneaky, keep her guessin’ my tricks
Mystery load, baby, that’s my kicks!

She jumps up fast, clocks me in the jaw
“Goddamn you, dick, what’s that shit for?”
Spit hits the floor, splats on my boot
“You’re a fuckin’ pig!” she’s ready to shoot.
I’m wipin’ my chin, laughin’ through the pain
“Pull out? Nah, that’s too damn sane!”

She’s screamin’ loud, “You crude-ass twit
Warn me next time, or I’ll fuckin’ split!”
I shrug and snort, “That’s no fun, you see
I’m a stealth cum bomber, wild and free!”
She swings again, I dodge with a hoot
Mystery’s my style, I’m givin’ the boot!

She storms off ragin’, cursin’ my soul
I’m still crackin’ up, lovin’ this role.
Next time she’s down, I’ll keep it on mute
Blast without warning, my sneaky-ass route!
Mystery load, I’m a crass ol’ clown
Fuck the heads-up, I’m the king of this town!