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It Feels Sooo Good When You Ace Me 🌹

Ahh.. tell me my love how do I feel in your hand
You have to play me soft, when I sit on my tower, yes, I am needed when you use me in a spread
My favorite pastime, a Royal Flush, and you are playing me against the house
You will get the payout, as I lay bare on the table for all eyes to marvel in your Lady Luck
Mmm… my everyone knows I am naughty, when best suited between the Big Joker and the King of Spade
You can relish my blessed touch, when you are begging to watch that instant glory when my soft curves pair with the King..  
That magical number of 21 Black we bring you, no Jack, politically correct, an African American blessing.
I am your chance when the Joker has played himself,  
However, I rule the table when those wishes for your huge payout is riding on the line and chances are being shuffled
You look at the dealer, hoping to see me pop up in your hand held castle
 
Yes, I like what I see too handsome one, you ready to make some money with me
Tonight, is your lucky night, you look good as a gambler sitting at the table
Your bluffing poker eyes leery down at me
Shh.. do not let anyone ese know where I am at
Tell me now, are you looking at my bosom, or at my A letter insignia
And no, it does not mean, ass
That is that last reminder of me you will see before, you throw me out
 
Looking all muscular in your Brooks Brothers tailored made suit
Mm… and you sitting at the High Rollers' table, I feel good here, until you have to let me go
You want me to shine for don't you
We have some money to make, only use me, when the King is on the scene  
Or would you want me to gently whisper when you are using me as the number, One
Did I make you hard with excitement, since you pulled my card for tonight  
 
Just follow my lead, by any means to allow my Lady Luck to manifest
We have this my love, I know how many cards are left, and when I am sure of the count  
Does it feel good to your soul when I softly tingle in your hand  
Tenderly stroking your subconscious for you to refuse all other numerical requests
Oh, sweet mercy, I feel my King is close  
Once he shows up
Inhale and exhale it's almost your turn
 
This is where you claim that Hewbronic victory to see our signature move displayed
With what we do best for you, win in that Blackjack 21 pool of dreams
We do not know who Jack is, but right here now, is my sexy Ace and her King of Spade claiming the fame of this prize here
You tell em Boo
 
The power of my sexy appearance in this game of chance
Is to uplift the masculinity of your ID, Ego, and give you strength when hammering down your Super Ego
When the charge felt through your fingers is from holding me, using me, and reaping the benefit of me
Play that thought any way you would like handsome
 
You know I can be used as your Ace, my love, placing the ruling of my licorice taste in demand
Mm… when you throw me out, you have silenced your adversaries and earned your respect
Your rewards pulling up
Mmm.. see you the next time when I allow you to pamper me in your hands
Or I can admire that beguiling poker face when you glance at me to make something happen
 
As you can see, I always do Captain…mm..purrrring in the future of your cards
 
 
 
$sexywinterbaby
Celebrating The Heritage of Black History Month

 

Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Beauty for some provides escape, who gain a happiness in eyeing the gorgeous buttocks of the ape or Autumn sunsets exquisitely dying.

Langston Hughes
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