by
L. Monique

So, I'm just out of the shower....
Body still glistening
with beads of vanilla scented droplets of water.
A jazz songstress croons, "You'all Feel That?"
Just as my mind races to another place and time. When....
We both Felt that, That Stuff...
That stuff that makes my heart race,
my loins burn, with the passion of your touch,
your voice, your very aura
I can feel your breath on that hot spot
between my thighs
It's exciting, makes my breath deep
as your hair tickles my legs
in a way that makes me shudder
Girl, I Can't Wait To Have You Again
Want you to shudder from the
delight of My Touch
Want you here with me, as we
F*ck Like Grownups &
Love The Way Only Women Can
'Cause It's A Girl Thang


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