David Allan Coe - Masturbation Blues

[0:09]She's alone in the corner. With her panties to her knee. She's alone in the corner with her pennies to her knee. Looking here in the mirror, she gives her tits a squeeze. She slides her fingers through the wetness. Rubbing gently on her clit. So slides her fingers through the wetness. Fingers on her clit. Breathing heavy with the stroke now. She slides her finger in the slit. She's not worried about me watching. It's too late now to refuse. Like a fever you can't shake now. Masturbation blues. He picks up the dirty pitcher. He's dick hard in his hand. He picks up the dirty pitcher. With his dick hard in his hand. He's stroking and she's not moving. The music's from the band. There's no one to see him jerking. As the cum spurts on the floor. There's no one to see him jerking now. As the cum spurts on the floor. While he swells into the mirror. He won't do this anymore now. He's not worried about me watching. It's too late now to refuse. Like a fever, she's in the rain. Masturbation blues.