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Becca...

By Sandra, Xanii@aol.com

Oh sweetness... how ever did you know?
As I pour my soul on this paper... only, only for you...
How sweet you did smell... freshly washed waist length hair...
clean and potent... you've swept me away.
Annoyed, I pull you near,
feeling... your soft and tender curves beneath your jeans,
your blouse,
your bra...
Familiar to me...
the crest of your breasts...
the curve of your waist,
the silk at the side of your chest,
at the curve of your thigh,
at the length of your caramel legs.
I taste with greed,
dissecting with curiosity.
Touching with inquiry... like a child...
Does this stir you my dear?
.... delicate warmth trickling from finger tips,
brushing against your eyelids,
your lips,
your cheeks,
the hollow of your neck...
ahhh...
Becca ...


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