Sugar Daddy Saturday

Top shelf cologne exhibits sensual tail of peacock Entrances my senses at our eleven a.m embrace Eyes shut, my erratic stamina borrows comfort Curled into leather front seat, chest inhales safe Our waterfall guffaws cascade in establishments of stature Grilled salmon, staple lunch, gregarious wine supports us Role's novelty and glitz incessantly scratches my rapture Unorthodox allure makes mockery of standard formulas Indirect looks from diners, behind raised glasses, warped Solid gold arrogance declares benefits blatantly displayed Society fears breaking the mould, glued to ordinary course Our acquired theme sustains disdain for lifestyles staid Ocean boulevard grandeur sees counterpart meshed potential Sleek topless travel exalts unfelt mist, road gloss moisture Your life thickened fingers amorously grasp my thigh's tender I agree to be owned, an ornament connects material pleasure When the Polstar slows to crawl of steady tiger, stealthily slips mid afternoon into carpark of your harbour side apartment Disparagement wedges beneath my ribs, not having envisaged aerobics of limber mayhem, loosened make-up, not just yet Smug expression hugs your face, read in tight lipped pressure I assert my plan to showcase new swimsuit may now be ruined "Absolutely promise, gorgeous, there's no chance you'll regret." My climbing premonition messages a gem of genuine Ponytail splayed against mirrored wall of elevator Ardent kissing's conclusion resurfaces your chivalrous Door barely closed before I pouncing kitten paw you Your flailing indicating a spare key cut for me, erroneous "My doll, my dear desirable, the key is incompatible." Mysterious grimace molests your face, causing me to frown "Did the rum with lunch rupture your remaining brain cells?!" Fatherly pats of my arms speak a decoy which confounds Journey up two flights, could it be... heart in throat Silenced keys caress sweat sodden peeled open palm Your anticipating stare burns my back, unopposed Oh, justify me - yes! - the door complies on demand "Neighbour, do you like it?" superfluous inquiry smiling Floating eight stories above glint of yacht metropolis Invited by windows handing out reviving hold of horizon Violent screams likely deafen you, interjected with frantic kisses