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By *ofm OP TV/TS
over a year ago
bournemouth |
The simple slither of stockings
And already I feel excited.
Will I be lucky tonight?
Will someone get invited?
Clip on the suspender straps,
Straighten up the seams.
Lace panties hugging me tight.
Who’s coming in my dreams?
Make-up done, lipstick on,
Then I brush my hair.
Door opens quietly.
Whose foot is on the stair?
Pulse races, nerves jangle
A shadow slips slowly in.
My heartbeat increases.
Will I be tempted into sin?
Bent over, hands roaming,
Sliding over my smooth skin.
Know I want his hardness.
Will I feel it deep within?
Stinging slaps upon my cheeks,
Pain seeps into my soul.
I deserve the exquisite agony
Of his shaft within my hole.
Will he, won’t he?
I can only wait and see.
Wiggle my bottom and wait
To see if he takes me.
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