Let my fingers wander free,
Exploring, mauling violently
The skin that coats your perfect frame,
Your mind of sin and soul of shame.

Let yourself indulge in needs
And open up to where it leads.
I promise you, the guilt will fade,
Like every bruise of purple shade.

Let go of your fears and cares,
Relinquished with your underwear.
Empty out that mouth of doubts,
We’ll fill it up to push them out.

Let yourself explore the urge
Where *** and danger start to merge.
So bat your eyes and beg and pout
And be consumed and spat back out.