Doing Her Eyes-Oh-Metrics
Lacy black transparent nightgown
Flowing around her dangerous curves
She crosses arms in front,
Entwining learned fingers.
Gulps air - then palm to palm,
Muscles all drawn tight,
Her ample frontage crowds together
Billoooohing up and outward
'Neath the lacy silk
A naughty smile ghosts across her lips,
As my eyes fall into that deep soft valley,
The soft terrain of...
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