Oh yes, my sweet naughty pleasure, my dancer. Yes, you are waiting for me to tease and please you. Only you may have this of me within our massive bed. It can be only you against the bedroom wall. It can only be you feeling my need to completely give you the dreams of the high of orgasmic wonder. You know that you are to be my destiny, so please, please I beg of thee dance but come to me, my darling.
She is my dancer, her dancing, and her teasing me with the beauty of her swaying. She does consume and steal all that is human in me. She captures the mind, yanks on the heart and the soul simply is swimming in endless lust as the body takes to roaming within dancing about her. It is a dancing in need to feel her and to seduce her to me. But she has a trick, oh yes she does for she has magic within her touch and so I too am seduced by her. It is magic within in the touching of her fingers. There is a passionate fire that is lust within its purity. It has me within a bleeding need to taste, tease and sweetly have her release unto me. To have her touch me, for me to touch her and for us to be within lusty love`s dance upon our bed. Yet, she dances here, she moves to seduce me more and within it all she having her clothing seem to almost scream ‘Remove these and set her free.