you were a poetic intoxication that had me almost grovelling to my knees.
crawling on all fours your perfectly round sculpted ass high in the air as you playfully looked back at me.
as you made it hard to breathe.
your legs spread wide.
your panties line showing as the twist of your hips seduced me.
your lips pouty all natural rosy pink as you dance provocatively on a pole.
I could watch you all night surrounded by booze and cigarettes yet you were my only muse.
like a drug you had me.
your blonde long hair sticky and wet from the aroma of sweat and perfume.
your thighs quiver as I wanted to touch you.
your baby blue eyes brimming with a lust my mama warned me by.
I hope you weren't the preacher's daughter yet again maybe I do.
moving provocatively like a snake almost poetic to fall for such beauty in the quiet of the night.
the constant come ons teasing me.
I wanted to taste such sweet fruit.
pink stilettos kissing the air dancing slowly as I daydream about what you tasted like.
your breasts bare.
your pretty little bra lifeless to the filthy booze infested floor.
you squeezed your breasts together.
making my heart stop.
my pretty little death trap.
come to play.
trying to make me squeeze the trigger.
and make you go bang!
fore I was like a loaded gun ready to burst into flames.
the heat.
the impact of having you near me.
nearly driving me insane.
yet this unquenchable thirst had swallowed me.
was I sane?
or was I falling for the girl playing with my black curls.
loving it till it almost hurts.
I guess I'm just a sucker for pain.
sniff the Rose.
buddy boy smell the garden.
I wanted to lick her pussy.
am I a martian?
make that pussy wept.
I think I overslept.
she's a death trap but I still love her.
she's fine as hell.
the taste of porcelain.
a brief sting she felt.
fucked her back to back.
but I'm no kiss and tell.
©darkmocha
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