My name's Ger, and I'm here to help,
The woman who wants a man,
So sit right back and read the rest,
Of Gerry's master plan.
The way to a man's heart is not through his gut,
That advice you must ignore,
The way to his heart is through his balls,
And that's the truth for sure.
So grab them firmly next time you kiss,
Or when his legs are spread,
He'll be in pain, but want you for life,
And follow wherever he's led.
Ignore his protest and cry of pain,
His erection will make it plain,
Continue to squeeze, and he'll go insane.
As you squeeze his sack, he'll cum with the strain.
So take control and squeeze his jewells,
Don't punch or bite, just squeeze,
Take my advice, dear lady friend,
He'll worship you on his knees.
John Cougar Melencamp said it best,
"Hurts so good", he sings his song,
Follow my path in pursuit of your male,
Grab his balls, you can't go wrong.
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