Blessed with the skill of enticement
Red hair, ablaze, a fiery excitement
You tease and torment, knowing I will cave
Climbing into my lap, never understanding, behave
The many times you have been told
So many times my only action is bold
Flipped and turned, with a deep growl
My hand to your bottom, enjoying your scowl
Smack, Smack, Smack, as you plead and beg
Smack, Smack, Smack, as I feel your excitement upon my leg
That wet heat absorbed and felt
My resolve quickly begins to melt
Spreading your want over rosy cheeks
Your tummy pressed with a excited peak
With a gentle touch, I rub your heat
Your moan of pleasure, is my defeat
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