Belly Dancer

I love to watch her when she's dancing alone in the mirror of the basement studio. Effortless and elegant sexual and graceful to Egyptian melodies. Her waist, arms, and feet moving in perfect harmony as she tells silent stories of times long ago. Each movement fluid and precise, her white and gold satin costume perfect against her mocha skin. The music and her body begin to quicken the pace and it makes my heart race as I watch her getting lost in the moment. Captivating my every sense as she turns with vibrating hips and a cheeky sexy smile. The slowly she bends back, her breasts teasing and flirting.
The music slows and fades, her bent arms drawn to her chest and face, then asks if I enjoyed the show...
My belly dancer, I think you already know.