Fenola
**********
to Chopin
for Eileen
who lies spread
on the bed
concerto number 2
that would do
Eileen said
watching sweet
Fenola
removing
her clothing
first the blouse
the pink one
she had bought
that first date
next the skirt
the jet black
with matching
underwear
then the bra
removing
her fingers
holding up
before she
lets it drop
now she stands
gazing down
taking in
the spread of
the two thighs
the two soft
melon *******
the button
of her birth
and below
the *****
dark forest
covering
her queendom
of Eve land
she pauses
as Chopin
number 2
plays softer
and Eileen
hot moistens
Fenola
like some cat
stealthily
on all fours
her tongue out
licking up
the two thighs
her two paws
and soft claws
slow engage
the big *******
as her lips
move in there
to that hot
queendom spot
to the cries
do not stop
do not stop.
Dec 12, 2013
Dec 12, 2013 at 3:51 PM UTC
Fenola
**********
to Chopin
for Eileen
who lies spread
on the bed
concerto number 2
that would do
Eileen said
watching sweet
Fenola
removing
her clothing
first the blouse
the pink one
she had bought
that first date
next the skirt
the jet black
with matching
underwear
then the bra
removing
her fingers
holding up
before she
lets it drop
now she stands
gazing down
taking in
the spread of
the two thighs
the two soft
melon *******
the button
of her birth
and below
the *****
dark forest
covering
her queendom
of Eve land
she pauses
as Chopin
number 2
plays softer
and Eileen
hot moistens
Fenola
like some cat
stealthily
on all fours
her tongue out
licking up
the two thighs
her two paws
and soft claws
slow engage
the big *******
as her lips
move in there
to that hot
queendom spot
to the cries
do not stop
do not stop.
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