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The sleeves hang down to my fingertips – your shirt.
I push one piece of clothing to my ankles – my skirt.
Cherry red encases my lower body – my thong.
J.O.D.D. plays on the radio – our song.

Stepping lightly on the carpet – burgundy red toes.
I imagine you are watching me – I put on a show.
Walking slower – swinging my hips.
Bending over in front of you – licking my lips.

You want me don’t you – I see it in your eyes.
You want to take off your pants – to show me your surprise.
I’m intoxicating – you’re captivated.
You love the events before you – you feel elated.

You want to feel my smooth skin – touch my soft hair.
You want to feel the heat from my body – especially down there.
But don’t move my love – I want you to thirst.
For me as I move for you – until you’re ready to burst.

I unbutton my shirt – slowly one by one.
Anticipation kills you – hold on, I’m not done.
I reveal one full breast – one stiff and ready nipple.
You feel it in your body – a delicious warming ripple.

Your erection is evident – the bulge is huge in your jeans.
Babyboy this is where I want you – busting at the seams.
If it’s not my full body – that makes you want inside
Then it’s the glow when I look at you – the hunger in my eyes.

At my feet slips the shirt – I’m left in cherry red.
You murmured a few words – couldn’t quite hear what you said.
In my hands are my breasts – flicking nipples, mouth slack.
You can’t take your eyes off me – you’re having trouble holding back.

I caress my entire body – stomach, ass, vanilla thighs.
I reach beneath my thong – touching my cherry pie.
I’m so wet and ready – my solo’s almost over.
Come over here and join me – my sexy chocolate lover.

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