I love being a woman
By Barbara
I do so love being a woman
Having a body that attracts male attention
The feel of the weight of my breasts
Their movement when I risk being braless
I love being a woman
The times my skirt rides too high
Looks I know are aimed at my bare flesh
The breeze I feel when wearing a full skirt
The cool caress up my legs
I love being a woman
When asked to dance by the handsome stranger
The strength of his hand on my waist sliding onto my hip
The feeling of him pulling him against his firm body
Teasing, pressing my hips against his rising manhood
I love being a woman
The times I am lying naked on my back in anticipation
Watching him undress while his eyes never leave my body
His head dropping between my spread thighs
The first touch of his tongue against my opening flower
I love being a woman
Being wanted
Being needed
Providing unique pleasure
Providing what he needs
I love being a woman
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