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She

She looks like the kind of person that loves hard  
the kind of soft spoken woman whose words hits like uppercuts  
an honest woman who’s open and real with herself and others  
I can tell she loves soft kisses on her inner thighs, butt spankings  
and french kiss tongue fellatio's  
I imagine her to be a bottom because she is just too feminine to be anything else  
or perhaps its what she wants others to believe keeping her alpha persona secretly guarded  
I see her standing on the butt of a naked man wearing stiletto heels holding a sign  
which says I am a conquer of men
she craves multiple pleasurable experiences and knows how to enjoy in their delights  
captivate her mind and she will willingly surrender her body and soul  
she likes to be mind fucked, teased, licked and loved in slow motion  
every sensation she feels from the foundation up to the apex of mind blowing crescendos  
must feel like a lengthy self authored biography  
that woman you see is the kind that likes to be penetrated halfway then deeply  
repetitiously while her titties are being sucked like ice cream simultaneously  
no stiffs, she loves electrifying elastic flexibility  
a great lover of whining locomotion stamina daddy iron horses  
she has a surreal divine obsession for her own scent and taste in others  
she is torn apart inside, embroiled in a great battle with her love for sweet flesh    
and her love for her creator  
she is intimidating to look at and addictive to love  
she is an obsession unlike anything that has ever existed before or will ever exist after  
adventurous and unafraid, she knows not bashfulness  
she is a one of a kind exhibition piece that needs to be displayed exclusively  
no one can or will ever stand in her way  
her character is vastly superior and I for one am enthralled by her being  
she is utterly in love with her beautiful self and loves herself like no one ever has or ever will  
talented, she possess what most superstars will never have.True happiness  
whenever I lose myself I know where to look to be found again.
Written by thewatcher33
Published | Edited 18th Jan 2023
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