you glow like the light of the harvest moon
soft golden rays to fill my starry heart

your sweet breath teases my naked skin
so warm and moist like a southern breeze

your scent the perfume of night blooming flowers
your taste salty and tangy like the warm sea air

your body trembles at my slightest touch
a  willow tree, shook by the lusty wind

your mossy rise is so dewy and inviting,
softly, and seductively, it calls out me...

to kneel and taste your secret delights
lost in a vortex of your endless desire

as the harvest moon looms overhead
and bathes our flesh in it's  soothing light

I would feel I deserved original thoughts

...I smell L-O-V-E in the air..... Who's the lucky gal?

Actually it is 2 women and they are very special...
Brigit and Stefani.

My first love was Brigit aka the Brazilian teacher, now I had a session with her student Stefani. All I can say priceless.
Now I heard of another student Maia.

Brigit and Stefani are the best, you will not be disappointed.

yeah your right, but this poem just fit them so well

W. I. Boucher September 8, 1997....the person that wrote the poem...my bad for not posting it on the original thread

At the very least shill posts.

Save this for provider Friday, please.

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My apologies,...will not do it again.

Will go hang out with thee other Mangina's

Peace

There once was  a man from Nantucket.
Adriana DeVille fucked my eyes out today.

Thank you