Smoking
Sitting outside in my fur jacket
Nude
No lace panties decorating my rear
Dripping so crude
Feeling erotic
No where near prude
Sexual flavors filter my lungs
Filter my chest
No eyelids at rest
Witches at night
We are at our best
Salty taste between my thighs
Dark and seductive
are my black brown eyes
My last clove
painting circles in the air
My skin once red from lust
now it fades back to fair
His grey eyes
Turned to an ocean of blue
all during a moment inside of me
inside of.....you.....
Pandora Renea **COPYRIGHT**
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