Try to inconspicuous be
Though from your inhibitions
You’ve been set free
Here in view but out of sight
You feel my subtle rhythmns
Beneath the bubbles such delight
Passersby may look and smile
Ignorant of naughty goings on
Unless they stop to watch awhile
Desire building in your eyes
Publicity causing you refrain
From undoing your bikini ties
Now for me be a good little whore
Don’t you dare make a sound
But cum some more
