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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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