SEDUCTION,THE EYES OF THE BEHOLDER PT2: AR THE SHE: Strutting down the isle train begins its journey moved to a seat hair slightly wet rain drops cause the frizz and glow she gracefully sits trys to rearange her lengthy smiles repositions herself now for the look around those without frowns Brother ,this was his morning coffee A proper dayream she knows the hes wanted she knows she is hot she knows how to drop it she knows one must stare she knows the someones there she can feel the heat the many moans the many groans the desperate hunger of lusts defeat she feels the views those coming threw she feels the warmth of the smiles and those wishing for a glide the wandering eyes of her disguise moisture brought out the pimpled best the chill of wet on her breast a chest that stands errect those crossing legs geezz the taunt that the strides before she sat aroused the hat upon his lap she saw the glow in his mind she saw this man from behind she saw the looks on his face that bite of the lip the twist of the head the hard paper grip the game is on she felt the temperature of his blood rush she saw the sweat upon his brain his resistance was lost confident in who she was she knew she hit him she sized him up she knew she wanted have a must the chase is on he will chase her till she got him fumbling about stumbling in his seat she sees him in her lap stroking his (mind) a round of applause she see him laying on his back she hears the grouning of his thoughts she defines the look in his eyes the fire withheld in his smile his emotions screams telling her so by natures gift this she knows or is it ? maybe just a wink now will he talk? AR PT2
Posted on: Fri, 29 Aug 2014 14:28:04 +0000
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