A Woman In Burgandy
A woman in burgundy
A burgundy dress draped over what can only be described as an hour glass figure
Long auburn hair trailing down to the arch of her back and eyes light brown shining glimmer
She walks away from me but knows men’s eyes follow her as her buttocks firm only to make me quiver
Her legs muscular as her calves rounded at the top slip down to high heels with open toes to show black nail varnish painted perfectly in light to forgive the sinner
Face porcelain yet strong featured cheek bones with a tiny nose and lips fuller for the lipstick red and oh how I would have her for my dinner
I ache inside when I tell you that her bosom is so large and rounded I could happily spend all of my winter kissing them and squeezing them between my large hands and not once think of anything better
This woman I only saw for two minutes but in my mind she will be something I always will remember.
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