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Queen of dance
Queen of the dance
The tune Black Velvet started as you came into view, I could see by the gorgeous silhouette it was plainly you
You moved to the middle of the stage you began to slowly sway, I felt my temperature rising, you've turned me on today
Lost in the music mesmerized by your erotically charged dance, I couldn't take my eyes off you, I was in a hypnotic trance
You slowly undid your buttons, I could see your cleavage and you ink, I was so hungry for a close look I found it hard to think
Soon you were naked down to the waist the girls were now on show, I watched your nipples harden as you stroked them nice and slow
You stepped out your lace panties your you parted the petals of your Rose, I'd given anything to have that flower inches from my nose
Just to sip her nectar to run my hands across your skin, to be able to make you cum in my mouth, oh how the thought just made me sigh and grin
But sadly soon it was morning I awoke at the breaking of the light, all I have left is this poem of the dream of your sexy dance last night
Ron
The tune Black Velvet started as you came into view, I could see by the gorgeous silhouette it was plainly you
You moved to the middle of the stage you began to slowly sway, I felt my temperature rising, you've turned me on today
Lost in the music mesmerized by your erotically charged dance, I couldn't take my eyes off you, I was in a hypnotic trance
You slowly undid your buttons, I could see your cleavage and you ink, I was so hungry for a close look I found it hard to think
Soon you were naked down to the waist the girls were now on show, I watched your nipples harden as you stroked them nice and slow
You stepped out your lace panties your you parted the petals of your Rose, I'd given anything to have that flower inches from my nose
Just to sip her nectar to run my hands across your skin, to be able to make you cum in my mouth, oh how the thought just made me sigh and grin
But sadly soon it was morning I awoke at the breaking of the light, all I have left is this poem of the dream of your sexy dance last night
Ron
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