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Lana
"I can be your sugar daddy
all you have to do is be sweet."
I said to her as I stroked her hair
staring into each other eyes.
She had dimples in her smile
and a mole above her right cheek
red lipstick on her luscious lips.
Her soft spoken voice
was like an angel whispering
as she told me "Be my lover" in my ear,
She carried a flask of vodka
and kept it in her purse.
You could tell she was buzzed
by the way she was being flirty
I took her home cause it was getting late.
I made my last move and check mate
She kissed me,tongue and all.
She took me inside
we went upstairs
as she took me for a ride.
The morning after,we awake
Lying there naked
her breast are such a sight to see
the tigress eyes gazing at me.
I kiss her and tell her bye
I'm in the car thinking to myself
what a shame.....
Lana was her name.
all you have to do is be sweet."
I said to her as I stroked her hair
staring into each other eyes.
She had dimples in her smile
and a mole above her right cheek
red lipstick on her luscious lips.
Her soft spoken voice
was like an angel whispering
as she told me "Be my lover" in my ear,
She carried a flask of vodka
and kept it in her purse.
You could tell she was buzzed
by the way she was being flirty
I took her home cause it was getting late.
I made my last move and check mate
She kissed me,tongue and all.
She took me inside
we went upstairs
as she took me for a ride.
The morning after,we awake
Lying there naked
her breast are such a sight to see
the tigress eyes gazing at me.
I kiss her and tell her bye
I'm in the car thinking to myself
what a shame.....
Lana was her name.
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