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and so she sits, naked in her pride. Breasts thrust outward and upward in a mocking salute to those that try to bring her down. Rose pink nipples and creamy skin, tight, taut, firm. Like ripe fruit.

luscious lips and devil eyes. Honeyed tongue that talks in breathy whispers bringing men to their knees.

Curvacious buttocks, round and full. She's on all fours inviting you in. Wanting, waiting. Laughing her sultry deep throated laugh. Watching you burn with desire, jealousy and lust.

Folds of pink tease you. Moist like dew on a slightly opened rose bud at day break. the smell of jasmine and ripe mangos making you faint with need.

Her hands touch what you dream of at night. Slick and smoky.

Long hair that sways in time with hips that rock. She scares you. She will devour you.

She is you.....

2003-09-12 7:55 p.m.