Okay Who On This Site Stole My Thong

Okay, what handsome male on this site stole my thong        
It was in my lingerie drawer, vanished, gone          
Those were my seductive pair at best          
The pair that made you horny for me when we first met          
Getting aroused beyond taking me on the floor as I seductively undressed          
      
Could it be the scent of me that drives you mad          
Dreaming about your eager tongue stirring my pussy juices I must add          
Slamming your dick inside, pulling my hair back…oh handsome one you’re so bad          
Is it the saturation of my essence engrained in the fabric, I know you smell the sweet honeyed scent of me          
Visions dancing inside your head of the teeny weeny string dividing my buttocks under lock and key          

I want my thong back, they were expensive, yet I paid          
The soft cushioned attire, against my Brazilian wax as it laid          
Palm to the back of my thighs, to my pelvic taking a kiss          
Breaking in the lock for pure undulated bliss
        
Do you sniff them at your will as you please          
Remembrance of me wearing them while suckling your dick on my knees          
This is so lame, for me to even label a blame without any clues or a handsome one’s name          
Return my thong or no dick and pussy carnal games          
           
If I show up on your post and sweetly ask, have you seen my satin thong          
Just answer me sincerely so I can quietly move on          
No doubt I will be bringing my warming oil and handcuffs          
Surrender the joviality of your dick or fess up          
You decide          
The handcuffs or the weakening pussy ride          
           
And I know just who to start with          
A handsome one who has me mentally cumming with the way he states he uses the skill of his lengthen dick.          
           
And the hunt begins