French Kiss To Knickers
French kissing your lips
with the very detail licking
and tasting, exploring and
touring but damn it's tile
flooring. Her magnificent
smile as I feel the squeak
of her pearly white teeth
and soft gum sandwiching
my tongue.
Wow to the sight of her
shape and the compliment
of silk french knickers
hugging her waist. Like a
silhouette sight through a
blue ocean's night like, wow
what a sight! Think between
the line as I'm about kiss
those hidden lips before
these teeth needs to rip
every thread and pull it down
while kissing the tone of
her legs.
Copyright Andrew Vassell 2012
Copyright © Andrew Vassell | Year Posted 2012
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