I saw her on a sunny day
Closer to the end of may
I opened the door really wide
And smiled at what was inside

There she was as fluid as can be
Dust-dancing right in front of me
With pledge on socks and wood below
She put on the most erotic show

Her feet were magic, toes all a tingle
My heart dropped when I found she was single
Her hips had a come hither sway
Her breasts jiggled inviting play

The coffee table seemed not to mind
As she continued her erotic grind
My heart was racing, blood flow on the rise
When I looked up and saw her eyes

Mystic gateways painted brown
Motioning my stare further down
Her hands caressed her sexy form
I was thanking the day she was born

Further down they did move
Until they stopped at her grove
I thought I’d do a flip
When her fingers took a dip

With seductive grace and an erotic eclipse
She brought her finger to her lips
Her tongue greeted the moistened treats
As she began to play with her teats

Not one more moment could I stand
So I reached out for her hand
I put that nectar in a mouth of my own
And heard from me the slightest moan

I laid her on that table of oak
And with my fingers, I began to poke
Liquid velvet is what I found
My resolve was losing ground

I kissed her calf and then her thighs
Seeing the pleasure in her eyes
My tongue traveled up the path
Leaving goose bumps as an aftermath

And when I got to her moistened Girl
My tongue began its slowing swirl
Up the sides around the top
Then I let it dart and drop

I found her true fairy wings
To them my mouth now clings
Sucking gently I drew them in
While my tongue began its spin

Exploration was my goal
As my fingers found her soul
I pressed them against her pelvic thrust
As she looked at my with loving trust

My tongue then found her taint
As I covered it with saliva’s paint
Round and round my vestige did plunge
Drawing her wetness like a sponge

Her scent intoxicated all my sense
As I felt her body tense
Her body began to buck and convulse
As I increased my fevered pulse

And on that place my mouth did dwell
Hovering and dunking in her well
Her hands grabbed the back of my head
Making sure I kept my stead

Her dance was now almost through
When I felt her fluids flowing true
I drank and drank her every spill
As my fingers continued to drill

And just as we cleared that last bit of dust
I felt her body give that final bust
My face was dripping my chin all moist
When up to her lips my mouth did hoist

We kissed until the passion faded
Knowing now we both were sated

I’m going now to the local grocer
To make sure pledge it there for her
Now every Tuesday is dusting week
When cleaning reaches its peak