“The one with the suit has the power and makes the rules.” Now that the coat
“The one with the suit has the power and makes the rules.” Now that the coat-tails are on the floor Now that the Windsor knot has been undone I am feeling even more powerful than before And by the look on your face The pained look as I slowly unbutton the top few buttons And allow my mahogany globes to breathe I can easily see That you are feeling my power as well I know all the signs of your weakening resolve to this issue. Yes I run a run a nail from the ruby lips you have been watching so intently to my neck. As your eyes dilate behind their crystal shields I trace my fingertips across my swelling breast As your cock turn from granite to steel My hand disappears down the front of my pants to search my wet folds As you stifle a moan behind a bitten lip But my moan Echoes deliciously around the room A long low moan through lightly parted lips A moan of pleasure realized As my eyes lock onto yours and dare you to release them. How much more can you take darling? ~ © 2010 Salacious Musings ~ -- source link
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