Dance of the Seven Veils

Buried deep a secret affection
invigorated by reconnection
the flamme jumelle she thought she’d lost
revives desire from permafrost
 
Energised by red bubbles
stimulated by rin-no-tama*
removes her clothes one-by-one
woman’s rebirth now begun
 
Strips naked for husband to see
there are no veils just her carefree
begins to gyrate breasts and thighs
toasting recaptured spark of desire
 
Shoulders, hands, stroke the air
a beauty’s face framed by dark hair
firm and round her abdomen
hands caress woman born again
 
Her breasts a jiggle, full like eggs
lush pubic hair between the legs
hiding Venus within her walls
moving hips to spin the balls
 
Cocks a leg to feel the tingle
fantasies and feelings mingle
shakes her tail, legs slightly spread
all timidity and cocoon shed
 
Moves sensuously, hand on hip
pleasure ripe upon her lips
her femaleness on full display  
her femme sauvage finally conveyed
 
Posed in all her feminine glory
husband adores long-hidden story
admires her and seeks to draw
catch her spirit, so bare and raw
 
Secret recording to watch offline
aroused and hard every time
body and spirit fondly admired
the wild black pearl, her woman’s fire
 
 
* Ben Wa balls are also known as Venus balls, orgasm balls, rin-no-tama, and mien-ling