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The Feel Of You...

Red crinsom is the choice I made...
Setting off these babyblues...
Oh how I see your eyes dance, as they travel over me...
Black nine inch heels to accent my bold tie, teasingly lane between my breasts...
Seductively I whisper, I'm ready to take dictation...
You growl in that sexy little way you do, amazed at my playfulness, you become consumed...
Black glasses I wear, to set the mood, pencil wraps my hair up nice and neat, I've went all out for the game you seek...
I bite my lower lip and you tremble in anticipated hunger...
Sensual caress and your attention speaks to me...
Slowly your fingers pull the pencil free, my hair falls delicately around my face, I see that flash in your eyes that I crave so delicious...
Seconds pass and my glasses fall, kisses so sweet, I loose my composure, I melt within your hands...
Pull my hair, oh that's what I like...
Take control, make me your puppet to dance, I sway my body before you...
Grab my tie, pull me close, let your imagination run away, that's what I want the most...
Push me up against the wall, lift me into my estacy...
I love how you make me bow to your will so easily...
You feel my arousal, my wetness I can not hide...
Nipples taunt you, before your lips...
Twirling tongue and I loose my mind, you take them deep as you harden for me...
Push and thrust, I'm holding tight...
Moans of "yes" and you cum like rain...
Powerful you make me scream...
Wrap me up within your arms, hold me close, my time has come...
I love how you move within me...
A final push, I pulse again, oh how I love the feel of you again and again...

By:RFULLER 8/22/14