Erotic Poetryorange blossomsher auburn hair
scent of orange blossoms
my arms surround her
holding her gently
holding her close
pressing my face
to her
milky white shoulder
her round
firm soft jiggly
breast
in my left hand
my foot
brushing upon
her ankle
in her sleep
she sighs contentedly
and wiggles
up against me
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