©2007 M. Bennett Hooper

Instinctively I thrive on the cerebral seduction you are playing for me twisting my vibe into a pleasure palace for feminine wiles to play a personal toy ground speaking in a dialect my wisdom can understand unbeknownst to you I played in your sandbox before.
Built a castle for two you didn't recognize my newness and now you stand there tasting my lips with our divine wine seeing if I go with red or white.

Smoothing my inquiries into why you want me here whispering softly in your ear passionate audibles making you surrender to your knees pleading with your fingertips to give you the chance to romance me.

Dare I answer you yet I rather make you beg unmercifully kissing you into a stupor swaying and buckling as my flesh becomes your honeysuckle a little nectar for your palette underminging your authority.
Wet and willing unable to move my lips part slowly and you cum on command loving the way I have yor mind in my hand eyes staring glaring into my cipher hallucinating as my tongues' flashbacks hit your anatomy making you shiver as you quiver.

I can hear your body calling temperature falling I can tell by the way you stutter you want me you feel me I think I will let you marinate on the thought and the fantasy while you enjoy the Rock of Gibralter as I murder your hardcore exterior and allow your release to fall through the cracks.
Say it again I can't hear you.