Naked!
I couldn't help but notice.
Those stilettos were made for sin.
If I've ever wanted anything,
I'd want this.
Watching you walk,
I lose track of time.
I'd pay to get whipped
with that long silky hair.
You can't be serious.
Making me wait is so deliciously cruel.
I'm watching.
When do I get a taste?
When you get real close
I can smell you.
You smell like ecstasy on a leash.
You're almost ready for me.
Closer.
Your legs
gently brush up against mine.
My eyes are locked
on a curvy mound of bliss.
Now you're sitting on my lap.
It won't be long now.
It feels like christmas.
I close my eyes
since you asked politely.
When you rub my shoulders like that
I know it's almost time.
Petite hands on my chest.
You're breath's on my lips.
You're waiting...
I'm dying a sweet death.
A kiss.
This is how it all begins.
Daddy likes!
© 2007 William Bermudez
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