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NoLA.......
her beads sheen and shine
blue, gold, red and green
draping and adorning her buoyant chest
accentuating the dynamics of her hanging breast
blowing what's left of my mind
(the allure of her creole colored skin)
the master's perfection exhibited
once again
and my fingers
tingle to touch
I grasp a hold to the skin of my meaty brush
and paint her thighs and "Spunky Bush" with streaks of
french vanilla cream
festive and naked before me
clothing has fallen to the floor
longing to touch her body
just once more
“....voler ma passion une fois de plus, permettez-moi de donner mon sexe ŕ vous”
and my most intimate straights
drip like rain
longing to cum upon your pleasure
one mo' gain
body hot and red like a slow gin fiz
the festivities of bourbon street
where the sweetest of all decadence is........
….....shall we continue to dance?
Published 5th Feb 2021
Author's Note
......How I caught her "beads" on Bourbon Street
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6th Feb 2021 2:15am
Wow!!!! Just Wow!!!! Breathe taking. And here I thought I was good at writing erotica. You Mr. Music are on a whole different plateau than I could ever reach for. Very sexy.... Very daring... Very Mardi-gras...
6th Feb 2021 7:41am
Favourite verse:
festive and naked before me
clothing has fallen to the floor
longing to touch her body
just once more
festive and naked before me
clothing has fallen to the floor
longing to touch her body
just once more
8th Feb 2021 3:34am
5th Mar 2021 2:49am
