Azure windows to her sensual soul,
alluring lips maturing lustfully
Setting virtue aside, she’s in control,
with her visual view she inhales me.
Tilting backwards, she calls me with a stare,
as mistress rings for faithful expectance
My knees bending slowly, a match unfair,
I begin to bow for her acceptance.
Her arms stretch forth in flawless victory,
thirsting for a drip of facile passions.
Like a river of whip rushes softly,
fascinating my facet reactions.
Through my willingness, I bring forth pleasure,
In pitch shadows, by design I endure.




.. you did a wonderful job. I'm sure that she will love it! best of luck in the contest baby boy.. 


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