It was early afternoon
On one of those warm lazy days
A just right breeze
Making its way from the baker's alleyway
She wore a too small, light pink t
With no bra beneath
She wore flirt with me brown eyes
Blue lipstick and snow white teeth
She offered to do anything
Thumbs anchored in acid wash jeans
Even as her thighs
Worked to break through double stitched seams
"Ask me to do anything."
Her breath teased and begged
My hands falling slowly
From her back, to waist, to legs
Crookedly she smiled knowingly
A queen armed with skilled seduction
I resigned myself eagerly
Awaiting carnal gratification
On came her slinking salty sultry whisper
"I'll do anything you crave."
"Ok my dear," I replied,
"Could you give my back a shave?"
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A/N:
Maybe you were expecting something different? I could not help myself. Hope you enjoyed!
Cheers,
-DarthPadre
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