STILETO'S

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    STILETO'S

    TRANCING WHILE THE MAXIMUM OF MY ASS BOUNCES..MY TIE AROUND THE NECK DRESS THAT HUGS MY HIPS EVER SO GENTLY...

    MY NECKLACE THAT BLINGS..THE FLOW OF MY HAIR STRIDES IN THE WIND....THAT STRIAGHT FORWARD ATTITUDE THAT BRINGS THEM ALL IN.....THOSE LIPS THAT STAYS FOREVA JUICY....

    MY CURVES...

    MY VICTORIA SECRET PERFUME.....MY EYE LASHES THAT ENTWINES HIS VOCAL CHORDS...MY LOOKS THAT MAKES HIM LOOK THREE TIMES....

    HIS SHYNESS THAT PAYS FOR ALL MY LUCURIES AND GIGGLES...

    I WALK WITH MY HEAD HIGH...I TALK AS IF U WERE A NEVA MIND...I PRANCE LEFT TO RIGHT...RIGHT TO LEFT...DAME A DYNOMITE......

    MY STILETOS HIT THE FLOOR OHH MY GOD HE SAYS...I DONT EVEN DANCE ALL I DONE WAS THIS...LEAVE HE WANTING MORE... AND MORE...CRAVING EVERY BIT....MY WITS...MY CLASSYNESS...BABY BOY THAT'S IT..

    SO EDUCATED..FROM THE STREETS TO THE BOOKS...MY TIME IS MONEY....

    ISN'T FUNNY HOW HE SQUIRMS AND FEELS SO FATIQUE.....HE SWEATS...HIS HEART BEATS FASTER THAN I BLINK.....HIS TOES CURLS IN THOSE GUCCI DRESS SHOES....HE TAKES OFF HIS JACKET AND ASKED ME FOR A DANCE.....

    I TOOK HIS HAND AND SWIRLED AROUND....MOVING MY BODY UP AND DOWN ALL AGIANST HIS CHEST.....ONE FINGER RUBS HIS LIPS....AS HE WATCHES ME ..VISUALIZING ME ALL WET ...I HIT MY THIGH AND SWAY MY HIPS...DO A DIP...AND WINK MY EYE..



    I WALK AWAY FROM HIM LEAVING HIM BLANK...WHAT DO HE THINKS...I DONT KNOW BUT I WALK STANDING HIGH IN MY STILETOS...

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    Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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