Lady of Sin
By Sharon
In business suit or Sunday best She knows you peek at supple breast Crossing legs you begin to stare Wondering what she wears 'up there' She shares an innocent smile of grace And carefully watches your eager face Legs uncross, a flash of skin Black garters invite your lusty sin When she greets you at her door You know this lady will give much more Her gray silk suit is tossed aside As she invites you in for a little ride The spread of legs and satin flash Won't be given for love of cash Her hands slide down and pull asunder Crotchless panties no need to wonder Hairless lips pout as fingers tease As she proves she's built to please Thrust after thrust she wets the spot Then invites you in to 'take a shot' What ensues, we cannot say But will be left for another day Written December 26th, 2001 © on Dec 26 2001 06:44 AM PST 0 • 16
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"In business suit or Sunday best..."