Hold me in the pale light,
support me when I bend and turn,
this dancing was an arousal ,
turned you on,
when you see me in the least of my fabrics ,
and more of my bare skin,
your hands just go every where.
You grab my bottom cheeks,
playing with it like a three year old,
Its all yours, have fun.
You are a person of constant motives ,
while your hands are busy, you want your mouth too get to work too,
one of my breasts completely swallowed,
you drink as if thirsty for years,
and as I said , your constant motives and busyness don't want to drain the moment,
as you insert your masculinity in my ocean wide feminity.
But as the woman goes, I too play with your ass cheeks,
my trembling hands and body,
juggling ang wiggling and bouncing around,
as though dancing,
dirtily.
©heroin
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