The Good Life
He caressed her slowly gently rubbing her body
Feeling the smoothness of her shape, every crevasse beckoning for his touch
Pride welled up inside him knowing she belonged to him and he to her
Sunlight glistening off her body, carefully he turned her over
for a moment time stood still as he waited for that sensation
the vibrations shook him as the engine roared to life
57 Chevy and man were one, life is good........
RC ;)
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RC Arts | Year Posted 2016
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