Esperanza in the Market
Face, pretty. Skin, dark. Eyes, brown. Hair, black. Lips, red. I imagine tasting
those pouty lips, and running my fingers through that thick hair, and I allow my fingers to stray just one
second
too
long on her hand
and I wish it were her lips, those full lips, that I was touching. Kissing.
Tasting.
And I imagine
that my fingers are on her hips (hips, full)
and that I’m
pulling her into me that my naughty parts are close, so fucking close, to her naughty parts And I imagine
the heat from her tits (tits, large)
hot against my chest
making me salivate with expectant suckling. Her eyes find mine
and she smiles, with gorgeous straight teeth (teeth, white)
in red lips
and she says “Here’s your change, sir,” dispelling my fantasy rendering me limp. Penis, limp.
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Last update : 08-10-2007 04:47
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