Lipstick glides on, my eyelashes lengthen My skin is smooth and I feel wonderful.
Hush, don't tell This secret has me under a spell.
The swoosh of fabric over my head The embrace of stockings on my thighs And the security of wire on my chest. All red like the passion that colours my cheeks; Lace blacker than the darkness of the sky.
Corset pulled tight, clasps hastily fastened Imagination wild in my deadly high heels.
Hush, don't tell This secret has me under a spell.
The swoosh of fabric over my head The embrace of stockings on my thighs And the security of wire on my chest. All red like the passion that colours my cheeks; Lace blacker than the darkness of the sky.
Eyes sparkle as I strike a pose I'm a **** tiger and you're a little cat.
Hush, don't tell This secret has me under a spell.
The swoosh of fabric over my head The embrace of stockings on my thighs And the security of wire on my chest. All red like the passion that colours my cheeks; Lace blacker than the darkness of the sky.
22nd August 2016
This is how I feel when I wear red lingerie with black lace trimming. I believe that everyone deserves to feel **** and for me, that means well fitting lingerie is a plus :)