Romantic Show Down

Romantic Show Down
By: Mrs. Lady Enthralling


Tender baby oil thoughts,
Melting down the hunger of my thighs
Awaiting for the restless of your cravings
To get off of work and to enter the door.
Pours,
Sweating,
Trembling,
Remembering,
How much you melted
The silent hush in me.
As the signature of drippings
Lead you to the lost mystery of me.
The earth tones of sweet nakedness
Never looked so desirable,
And the lust I have living inside of you
Its just so finger licking good.
As you speak to me,
I don’t listen ,
Because what ever it is
Its not more important than
The relieving of your erection.
I have you parted you out in section,
As you have requested to test
The waters of your erotic mother.
To breast feed you
To unzip your filth,
So perfectly right
In the mouth of my storms
Being a felicitous smacking
Thunder just roaring.
Do you hear me,
As I have you in neutral
Pulling you out
To go cruising ,
I am enjoying your light moans.
As each pattern of your force I come in to
Collision with. I hit a storm
So intense that curls your toes
As the male beast has crowed
For me to finished this novel and to tell more,
As he transforms from and adult to a
Toddler begging me with his thumb in his mouth
To continued.



Julia Clark - Herring

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