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A Thousand Years From Forever (Twenty-Eight)
Upper Eastside
New York, New York
See, my Supreme King, had you listened to your Queen, and allowed me to follow your lead in my own car
Knowing the portal to the Waterloo is sealed, and not that far
Instead of allowing your Knights to occupy mine, who I might add, they are not mentally equipped to operate such powerful machinery
Your loyal subjects are used to riding on Black Arabian Stallions that run free
My Queen, you know I would never allow any mortal to lay claim to your skin, however, I can only assume its military related
As your eyes are witnessing my Knights fast approaching, and surrounding their chariots to deter their debarment if it is ill-fated
The next time, Sephora, my Queen, you tempt this Supreme King’s tongue to sneak between your legs... you feel that woman, your touch is still in demand
Mmm… yes, I see you were already there
And I was about to seduce the Supreme King, knowing your grunts would serenade the air
My seat was already reclining, just enough room, to let my Queen saddle this man’s throne and my emotions, once I close my eyes, let your skin against mine take command
Oh, my, you are so arrogant, handsome, and amazingly smooth
This robust virility has chained you to me centuries after centuries, losing myself in the midst of your silk groove
And a Supreme King who has an aphrodisiac dialect
Let me whisper this to you, shh... but your aura keeps me so wet
My Queen, we will finish this date night much later, in my arms
I see me already surrendering under that sweaty warmth
My King, there is a request for you and the Queen’s presence
According to a government officiated decree, it is of importance where peace or war may commence
My First Knightman, are there any display of mortal weapons, and is this a ruse
My loyalty to see the betterment of this monarch from the chimes of Heaven, upon the lands of Earth, and my Queen and I sacred home, I need you to investigate thoroughly for any political power of abuse
My Supreme King, each man has a source of protection
This is mandated, and not meant to hinder, or cause a division upon a probable future delegation, they have one stipulation
They are requesting a face-to-face meeting
With only world leaders in the greeting
I will send someone from the Anunnaki Kingdom, my ordained waters are sacred and not to be used to gain from one superpower in exchanged for embedded minerals, and a safer route through the Panama Canal
My King, they will keep you two for a little while
I give the word of your sovereignty insignia, this untimely call regards the ecology system that stretches upon the vast lands for miles
It appears the request is from foreign dignitaries, and that is a known fact
My Supreme King, you know, you can silence this, and we were never here to accept this invitation
If a man does not listen, then he is not fit to react
Excuse me, my love
This is bad timing if there ever was
My Supreme King, please be careful we have a date much later undercovers
Not to worry, this man’s body will be the only one on top of yours, moving deep, feeling my Queen’s womb tightening around my loins, while I’m thrusting in her fine mist, the scent of her sex sailing, under my nostrils, hovering
Make sure it’s on Waterloo’s Royal King sheets, there, everyone knows who’s the King who rules between his Nubian Queen’s thighs
You do make this Queen smile and softly sigh
Copyright©SKC-2025
New York, New York
See, my Supreme King, had you listened to your Queen, and allowed me to follow your lead in my own car
Knowing the portal to the Waterloo is sealed, and not that far
Instead of allowing your Knights to occupy mine, who I might add, they are not mentally equipped to operate such powerful machinery
Your loyal subjects are used to riding on Black Arabian Stallions that run free
My Queen, you know I would never allow any mortal to lay claim to your skin, however, I can only assume its military related
As your eyes are witnessing my Knights fast approaching, and surrounding their chariots to deter their debarment if it is ill-fated
The next time, Sephora, my Queen, you tempt this Supreme King’s tongue to sneak between your legs... you feel that woman, your touch is still in demand
Mmm… yes, I see you were already there
And I was about to seduce the Supreme King, knowing your grunts would serenade the air
My seat was already reclining, just enough room, to let my Queen saddle this man’s throne and my emotions, once I close my eyes, let your skin against mine take command
Oh, my, you are so arrogant, handsome, and amazingly smooth
This robust virility has chained you to me centuries after centuries, losing myself in the midst of your silk groove
And a Supreme King who has an aphrodisiac dialect
Let me whisper this to you, shh... but your aura keeps me so wet
My Queen, we will finish this date night much later, in my arms
I see me already surrendering under that sweaty warmth
My King, there is a request for you and the Queen’s presence
According to a government officiated decree, it is of importance where peace or war may commence
My First Knightman, are there any display of mortal weapons, and is this a ruse
My loyalty to see the betterment of this monarch from the chimes of Heaven, upon the lands of Earth, and my Queen and I sacred home, I need you to investigate thoroughly for any political power of abuse
My Supreme King, each man has a source of protection
This is mandated, and not meant to hinder, or cause a division upon a probable future delegation, they have one stipulation
They are requesting a face-to-face meeting
With only world leaders in the greeting
I will send someone from the Anunnaki Kingdom, my ordained waters are sacred and not to be used to gain from one superpower in exchanged for embedded minerals, and a safer route through the Panama Canal
My King, they will keep you two for a little while
I give the word of your sovereignty insignia, this untimely call regards the ecology system that stretches upon the vast lands for miles
It appears the request is from foreign dignitaries, and that is a known fact
My Supreme King, you know, you can silence this, and we were never here to accept this invitation
If a man does not listen, then he is not fit to react
Excuse me, my love
This is bad timing if there ever was
My Supreme King, please be careful we have a date much later undercovers
Not to worry, this man’s body will be the only one on top of yours, moving deep, feeling my Queen’s womb tightening around my loins, while I’m thrusting in her fine mist, the scent of her sex sailing, under my nostrils, hovering
Make sure it’s on Waterloo’s Royal King sheets, there, everyone knows who’s the King who rules between his Nubian Queen’s thighs
You do make this Queen smile and softly sigh
Copyright©SKC-2025
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