Strangers

He’ll watch you from across the room,
Licking his lips.
The Tiger hunting his prey,
Your body in that slinky dress,
He catches you.
His hungry eyes rove over you,
Your tiny body,
The swell of your hips.
The flat of your stomach,
The way your breasts rise and fall.
You swing your hips as you walk,
mesmerizing him.
He wants you now,
He wants you moaning beneath him,
Scratching his shoulder,
And moaning his name
Ahh, yes and you want the same.
And you wonder,
How long will it take,
for him to approach you,
How long will it take,
for him to cum.


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