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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Sweet and sassy me I am on the floor, won't you come baby, come. I love to tease, I love to kiss. Hush... hush... I love to tease, I love to please. Your time I'll freeze, You eyes I'll seize 'til you'll say: " Baby, please. Oh please!" I shall make you sweat and spin. Glossy rosy skin sparkle with exposed leg Dare! ah! dare to come and feel. Pout thin lips a delicious heart pink honey wells anyone wants a drink Bear, it's berry brush of thrill. Silky black long hair: a cascading merry fair on five inches silver stilettos I stand sultry with a purpose With red chiffon dress caressing my curves my low breathy voice jives with a saxophone Singing a song: your choice {swaying room as the music starts; strangers making the most of the dark} Half naked Adonis man His fresh musky aroma a champ.. He comes in ravaging stan Hard muscles round his arms yummy! clad on cheesy creamy charms on the floor he comes to devour a lady his eyes can't ignore tossing shyness far, he astride slow for his star There's a dazzle drizzle dash of wine as they start to explore, explore! A splash heightens their flower fever flush slowly oh so slowly, they are wet and wild her dress hugs her curves {mounds on silhouette view} so his jeans clang verve {his hardness a second skin} eyes to eyes they speak hips to hips they meet Holding hands tight they begin a dance of delight softness on lambada with hardness each stroke. each sway their touch kindles a fire their desirous nerves wired {as he blew air to her ears} he draws her near... near. one hand on her rear pressed to his frontier another hand to boil a rocket stir lingering to the hollow of her neck to her shoulders he ran bites and nibbles his other hand travels up burying his fingers to her smooth hair playful bites and nibbles turned to rain of kisses here and there, focusing on her pulses then he licks salty sweet taste quenching his thirst to her supple lips tongue fencing begun languidly leaving them breathless wanting... yearning more.. slowly he strips her dress.. {nothing to miss, for all is a feast} gazing long and thick to her pristine pearl peaks while his hands hover on heaven havens in rhythm that of a wedding march tracing. kneading. rubbing. on and on. on and on. sighs a crackling shifts thudding heartbeats a tropical flee. on and on. on and on... (c) 11:05pm October 04, 2014
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