Mold me by your dominate innocence.
Your eyes shy when caught by mine.
Your lips tremble by thoughts wet, as the print mixed between thighs.
Smooth and creamy, curved caverns of never ending glory.
Lost in a fantasy real, you in red lace.
That trace to accentuate your splendor.
Crawl to Daddy like a panther....
So I can praise God for your every feature.
To the small curve of your back.
That makes you slither when you walk.
Errectifying every sense of lust.
Addiction leaks with every level of innocent domination...
Quick inhalation, I elevate.
Becoming infatuated, intoxicated.
I celebrate your Femininity.
Your prowess, your strength and your sexuality.