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For Her She looks in the mirror at herself and smooths out a wrinkle on her waistline Feeling pretty anxious about tonight but also floating on cloud nine She comes down the stairs thinking don't fall now girl, please do not fall Then she says to herself I got this As she sees his face and suddenly feels ten feet tall She loves to play dress up and loves to please her man So she puts on the little black dress As all part of that strategic master plan For Him He looks at her and thinks wow so stunning as she stops at the top of the stairs For a moment he forgets to breathe He forgets that he has to have air As she comes down the stairs he watches her and he knows she is waiting to see his first reaction He hopes that she truly can see what he feels   Way more than just any mere physical attraction That little black dress is so hot as it is hugging all those luscious curves but the best thing about that little black dress is watching it fall to the floor so he can worship her and serve
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May 25, 2012
May 25, 2012 at 12:26 AM UTC
Little Black Dress
For Her She looks in the mirror at herself and smooths out a wrinkle on her waistline Feeling pretty anxious about tonight but also floating on cloud nine She comes down the stairs thinking don't fall now girl, please do not fall Then she says to herself I got this As she sees his face and suddenly feels ten feet tall She loves to play dress up and loves to please her man So she puts on the little black dress As all part of that strategic master plan For Him He looks at her and thinks wow so stunning as she stops at the top of the stairs For a moment he forgets to breathe He forgets that he has to have air As she comes down the stairs he watches her and he knows she is waiting to see his first reaction He hopes that she truly can see what he feels   Way more than just any mere physical attraction That little black dress is so hot as it is hugging all those luscious curves but the best thing about that little black dress is watching it fall to the floor so he can worship her and serve
melissa-s
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May 25, 2012
May 25, 2012 at 12:26 AM UTC
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