Trigger Warning
The Tailor
You like natural nakedness
As you consider my figure
Your eyes prize
You look me up and down
Measure me up
As to how you will fit
You aim to pleasure me
You only look
My nakedness is the rush
You imagine where to put your hands
You want to roam my sweet fair lands
Make them red hot with your presence of your hands
You want to feel my sweat in your hands
You want to suck the moist from me
You tongue wet and sticky
As you plan to paint me with your sensual mouth
You measured me up
You are are the Tailor that will stitch and clothe me with each passionate look
You’ve measured me up
Your ready to touch and clothe in your passion and lust
You now allowed to touch the natural nakedness bum to bust
Feet to head
Legs and arms and around the neck
You measure me up on your silk bed
You get your needles and thread
Her lips moist and red
You taste
Her tit you fondle in your hand
The other you measure as you lick
She arches to your touch
Your tongue measures in between her tits
Your cloth solid and hard
You want to stitch her up inside
The natural beauty fits like a glove
You have sewn her up
Measured every curve and dip
The natural nakedness does fit
Toria
13/7/2021
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