We know what we want, and we know how to please,
a whisper in your ear and the seed is sown.
Smooth Black silk edged with cotton lace,
conceal just enough to feed your fire.
Your body against mine, I feel your heart race.
the passion builds fuelled by desire.
We play a game of cat and mouse, I like to tease
you like the slow seduction, the heat.
Kisses to my body before falling to your knees,
your mouth demanding a taste that's sweet.
You work me expertly with an eager greed,
my body sucumbs releasing the sweetness you crave.
Now the Mistress in me that you need is freed,
your body and mind is mine to enslave.
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