Dec 2014
Get her out of those buckles, make her wiggle
Learned fingers tracing her every silky crease
Manually adventuring amidst her supple folds
Turning her over and over, send the air out of her!
And then an arm across her skirt, fold her lovingly but firmly
Now I can count on her to open next time I jump
Learned fingers tracing her every silky crease
Manually adventuring amidst her supple folds
Turning her over and over, send the air out of her!
And then an arm across her skirt, fold her lovingly but firmly
Now I can count on her to open next time I jump
Dedicated to that which cleaves tighter to us when the weather is worst, burns warmer on our skin when the nights are coldest, and makes us complain of raindrops in our eyes in dry weather...
a good woman's loyalty to a man
a good woman's loyalty to a man
(East Coast, USA)
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