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Jun 2019
You standing there looking so innocent
and ****, bitting your lip
Smiling so guiltily and you hair
Cascading down around your face
Over your shoulders and styled by JBF
You standing a bit awkwardly your legs
falling from my flannel and smooth as hell
Your feet up on the ***** as if in high heels
flexing in anticipation and a devilish grin  
With a "What me?" delectation
It's not a skirt, it's my flannel shirt
And with your post coitol giggle
A splash of ***** and a hint of naughty
and you looking muy caliente
As I take you in you take my breath away
I purposely used caliente (it's the buck in rut mentality) instead of hermosa (the correct word in context).
Michael
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       ---, Fix, Fawn and Darrell Landstrom
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