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Red Door

 
 
“........The first time ever I saw your face  
I thought the sun rose in your eyes  
And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave  
To the dark and the endless skies”
 
 
 
the red door...  
 
…..opened up  
and my God, I wanted more,  
so much more  
the power of her potion  
I can't fathom  
 
it was as if those  
slender legs went on  
for miles  
shaped like  
a Pinot Noir glass,  
fashioned exquisitely by the creator s hands  
 
triggering a solitary muscle,  
yielding a smile  
 
as she spread those thighs  
joining her hips and derriere  
with the simple, sensual elegance...perfection
 
 
and alas her fragrant Airomé,  
filled my nostrils.....I am open  
 
my mouth sipped from her  
thin-lipped, svelte profile  
it's shape, perfect for swirling  
her finest vintage  
 
lips sucking, tongue curling....satisfaction  
 
the sweet breath of her pussy  
intoxicates me, lest I breathe  
it's enchantment  
 
the fragrance of her  
“Red Door”.....  
 
….I want more, yes I want more  
 
 
Written by MusicallyMrM (Mr_Mahogany_Wood)
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