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VICTORIA'S SECRET
Victoria's Secret, your underwear,
Is not so secret, I think as I stare
As the wind exposes your derriere
And the flesh above your stockings quite bare.
Victoria's Secret secret no more,
As the wind blowing under skirt does draw
The hem of it waist high above the floor,
Exposing the underwear that's in store.
Is not so secret, I think as I stare
As the wind exposes your derriere
And the flesh above your stockings quite bare.
Victoria's Secret secret no more,
As the wind blowing under skirt does draw
The hem of it waist high above the floor,
Exposing the underwear that's in store.
Published 26th Sep 2018
Author's Note
An imagination of one of those skirt raising moments winds sometimes cause.
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27th Sep 2018 1:53am
Nice ...painting the picture now evrytume i walk pas a Victoria's secret this will be on repeat
27th Sep 2018 3:12am
Now that you got my red pair of thong, bury them, so I can steal them back out of your sock drawer. I love this handsome one. Have a great evening my king.
28th Sep 2018 4:03pm
