On your knees, like you're kneeling on one of those benches they got in the shallow end. You got your arms stickin' out on the edge, I'm right behind you and no one would know I got my dick up inside you.

[Oh here we go. The kid stifles a low sigh because he's got a responsibility to maintain this fantasy setting too. Larry's listening after all.]

No one would know except you're makin' faces and bein' loud, telling me to fuck up your tight ass. I got my fingers in your hair, my mouth on you. [Groan, that lick is a killer.]