Oh Foxy Lady
Ohh Foxy Lady
Do you know how I’ve been watching you? The way you move, the way you groove, the way you shake it, how I want to take it makes this young denied man turn rather blue.
Oh, if you knew what I’d do to you some would call it taboo or illegal, maybe immoral, never dull. Spontaneous never ritualistic, slightly animalistic, my dear I bet you’re a pleasure to lick. From your back to your tits, from your forehead to your slit your hourglass body, with those succulent hips, I am telling you come moonshine I fantasize you on my… stick. I hope I don’t come across as lewd, crude, rude, stewed because that is not how I want to be viewed neither a perv or a prude. So I make this brave stand, maybe sounding like a caveman or should I say a craveman seeing you in that tight outfit is all that I can stand. The idea of your breast, being my headrest and I am not saying this in jest, so please don’t stress to me what would be the best because my tongue would flick licks on your nipples that will send ripples down your stomach and sides, yeah and slide my pride inside your thighs, and swirl in your world that makes my load to explode my essence into your presence, come girl and let me drink your mint. Let me feel it go down my throat like that titanic boat. Let my tongue be like the waves and crash on you and hit you like the notes on a song. We can drink Moet as you become mo’ wet and after the hours of passion and mattress thrashing and quite possibly box spring trashing fatigue still won’t even show because I will still be digging myself into you as if you were debt. I want to lick you behind your ear as my fingers search for your g-spot, while I’m on top, I want you to scream “baby just stop and keep it right there. But, that is just a fantasy. My seductress, my enchantress, the one who makes me have carnal wishes of wet kisses, sometimes using my tongue until the hour is done and lick you like the gravy on my dishes.
Dorian D “ Phoenix Knight Chronicles” 8/18/02
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