You the most voluptuous temptress
Faye hostess in the black dress.
Oh to know one slow caress
I feel my whole soul possessed.
Your blessed chest makes my eyes mist
The way your thighs switch,
I try but I can't fight it.
Oh for some golden moment
Most precious, presses of your lucious, languid kisses and flesh
Leaves no breath
No less
The sweetest death.
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