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The Italian Model

"The object of lust."

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I enter the crowded room

but see only one.

 

Her small frame  is dressed in red and black

with just a splash of silver.

Her  presence dominates the room

but motions only to me." 

 

As I approach, I sense her passion

and move beside her.

Placing my hand on her shoulder,

I feel her respond with warmth.

I hear a whisper of contentment, then a request.

 

"Let's go."

 

We quietly back out together.

I slide into her.

 

"I've been waiting too long."

 

My hand caresses down her smoothness, 

then reaches her hard button, releasing her lust.

I hear  the roar of her passion,

and slip inside her loins.

 

 

"Take me, take me," she demands.

 

 

We lock together and explode into ecstasy.

The surrounding world disappears in a blur

It seems like hours.

 

All too soon she slowly

brings me back to reality and purrs to a stop.

 

"Come again,

but don't keep me waiting too long."

 

 

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Written by Anonymous
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