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Pleasure Moves Her

Pleasure moves her body
like a scarlet red scarf blowing
in a warm, lazy breeze

I sit back in my comfy chair
cigarette lit.....

�..watching her legs
bent at the knees
spread wide
exorcizing those demons,
feeding those needs

fingers so wet
deep inside the heart of the matter
her toes curl deliciously
as the sounds of her sex...

�..scatter the room and fill her �secret place�

like a nomad traversing
a vast desert, I
just want a taste of her water
just a taste......xBrandiex

�You're as smooth
as Tennessee Whiskey
Just as sweet as Strawberry wine.....�

�..her pleasure moves her body

�� and keeps her ever gentle
�� on my mind

Written by MusicallyMrM

(Mr_Mahogany_Wood)

Published 4th Jan 2018

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Re. Pleasure Moves Her

RainC_Tara (rain1courtel)

4th Jan 2018 5:15pm

" I sit back in my comfy chair
cigarette lit..... " <<<< all these years and never knew you smoked, Archie! 🤔

Soft and sexy, this...

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MusicallyMrM (Mr_Mahogany_Wood)

- Edited 4th Jan 2018 5:36pm

4th Jan 2018 5:35pm

" I sit back in my comfy chair
cigarette lit..... " <<<< all these years and never knew you smoked, Archie! 🤔 HaHaHa 😆

......and with such a history as you and I, you still *know* I don't. The musician in me won't even allow it 😨 Completely a poetic device.

and #iamasoftsensualman

Thank You Tara 🙂