Room 309

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Vishkanya
Vishkanya
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There she is with a glass of wine,
With her friends enjoying drinks and dine,
Centre of attraction with glittery shine,
I truly adore her, she is mine.
She noticed me cheering loud,
Must have thought I am feeling proud,
Confident & passionate, head up to sky,
I was way different from the crowd.
When I looked her eye to eye,
She looked away with a lie,
The next moment truth turned up,
With a smile stared eye to eye.
O gosh, from top to down,
Her stocking leg is out from cropped gown,
She will crack up all my deals,
I started adoring her strappy heels.
How to approach her how to meet?
A pick up line or a royal greet?
She flick her hair on to right,
And burned me with rising heat.
I'm turning horny with greed and lust,
After noticing her bulky bust,
She looks at me with raised eyebrows,
And another one bites the dust.
I am dying to try my luck,
Waiting for right time to tuck,
66, 69, missionary and doggy
She’s the one I want to fuck.
She stepped forward with sexy feet,
Though she raised my heartbeat,
Within fraction she came too close,
Whispered her intentions neat.
I heard I witnessed your fame,
I also know you’re playing game,
Then she looked back to her mates,
And I asked what is your name?
At first, she spoke words with lame,
I questioned myself will she blame?
Her soft words were audible,
And her queries truly came.
I wonder what’s on your mind?
Will you be harsh or kind?
I prefer the Kamasutra pose,
Will you be able to bind?
I swallowed my drink from the throat,
And pulled off my cozy coat,
Pretending to treat the situation as normal,
Acting as an aristocratic goat.
She replied my name is Jessy,
I love to do slutty and messy,
Your silence is killing me,
I must say you’re most hessy.
I replied in dim light,
Touching her sheer silky thigh,
Your wish will be my command,
Will you stay up till night?
Allow me to see off my friends,
Will join you soon once the party ends,
Jessy walked away with a cute smile,
And that is how time bends.
While moving she looked at me
as if everything is fine,
Then she curiously winked at me
And asked me to join room 309.

Vishkanya
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