A Esposa do Jorginho

(This song is based on real events)
(From the day I went to visit my friend Jorginho)
(And things got a little out of control)
(And the story starts something like this)

I went to Jorginho's house to play a game
It was already getting dark, it was almost six
I rang the doorbell and an unexpected surprise
It was Jorginho's wife
Using just a towel

Jorginho wasn't at home, he was working
And your girl just got out of the shower
And she invited me for coffee
So I accepted, good people, this woman

I sat on your couch, and I turned on the play
But the coffee never came, so I was surprised
I got up and went to the kitchen to take a look
And there she was completely naked

I was frozen and unresponsive
As she came towards me
He reached my ear and said like this
Eat me delicious, Jorginho's friend
Oh! Do what, right?

I'm on, bro, I made a mistake, you're sorry
It's not my fault your girl is a whore
I'm on, bro, I made a mistake, you're sorry
It's not my fault your girl is a whore

What did I do
I'm very fucked up
I just fucked my friend's wife
If he finds out I'm screwed cool
He might want to rip my dick off

Soon after the act, Jorginho arrived
And he was very excited when he saw me
I was on the couch playing a cool FIFA
And your wife had just sucked my dick

I'm on, bro, I made a mistake, you're sorry
It's not my fault your girl is a whore
I'm aware, bro, I made a mistake, you're sorry
It's not my fault your girl is a whore

After a few minutes, dinner was ready
But I was already full, I just ate something stupid
So I went to the kitchen to eat
And Jorginho's wife kept looking at me

I was very nervous next to Jorginho
Scared of him finding out my dirty little secret
But he had to answer a call
And left me alone with that temptation

We were silent for a few seconds
And to break the ice I decided to start a conversation
I spoke in innocence: What's for dessert?
And the slut pointed under the table

I was frozen, I didn't know what to do
If I look down, what will happen?
So I took courage and looked under the table
And to my surprise she was without panties
Oh, not again

I'm on, bro, I made a mistake, you're sorry
It's not my fault your girl is a whore
I'm on, bro, I made a mistake, you're sorry
It's not my fault your girl is a whore

While Jorginho was on the call
His wife was making me a fool
And when I went to release my milk
I accidentally spilled it on the salad

Now fucked, I'm really fucked
I just cum on my friend's plate
If he eats this I'm screwed cool
Jorginho will taste the milk from my dick

My God, what do I do?
What's the solution?
I fucked his wife, but that's hesitation
I have to find a way to throw the salad away
If not, Jorginho will eat my cum

Now it's screwed, Jorginho is back
And full of appetite, the salad ate
He ate heartily, scraped the whole plate
And I also said that the seasoning is delicious
Oh man!

I'm on, bro, I made a mistake, you're sorry
It's not my fault your girl is a whore
I'm on, bro, I made a mistake, you're sorry
It's not my fault your girl is a whore

After that day, I decided to walk away
I felt guilty and never went to visit again
But I learned a lesson that I will always remember
Never pick up your friend's wife at dinner

Even more so if you have a salad nearby