Her Lover in a Box

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She lowers the lid and sits atopHer sexual whim, his life now stoppedHips and thighs twist and lureEntrapping her man in a box secureReaching low she feels the haspThe key detained dotingly in her graspShe locks it up with an ominous clickNow property of a horny chickThe tip of the key tingles her skinAll that’s left of the man withinAlone in the room, yet strangely oneWith her helpless lover who shares her funCompletely hers, hot panting breathFreedom or captivity, life or deathShe rides the box, she sits astrideConfinement now ‘til she decides-The thrill of forever fills her mindIf she was a girl more cruelly inclinedWarm key on her breast, much to exploreEnthralled by her body, now no moreOne tiny grille yet his eyes have powerThey tease and tickle, gently devourHer gorgeous friend, lover, slaveShe breathes and dreams to misbehaveHe hungers with overwhelming çankaya escort lustThe metal box contains his thrustShe floats away with feminine graceShiny lock ensures her embraceSurrendering to cuffs, hands and feetSecured for life if she doesn’t retreatHer legs are long and on she stridesHer prisoner trapped ‘til she decidesNaked she’ll sleeps, her keys kept tightShe’ll live erotic dreams all nightTime and tides will never freeThe captive beneath her lock and key-Silence in the morning air‘Til footsteps and a swish of hairOn his knees a sense of thrillGazing out through his tiny grilleFrom inside his box, her legs soar highHeels and curves, hips and thighFitted jeans stretch and hugWarm and sexual, held tight and snugHips sway and stop by his padlocked boxWhere her lover lives behind shiny locksHis fingers strain rus escort through the bars to touchThe sensual woman and her clutchKeys swell the pocket of her jeansBuried deep on her thigh, inside tight seamsSo simple to unlock and releaseHer lover whose freedom she longs to police‘Hi darling,’ she smiles, crouching lowHer low-cut top, flushed breasts on showHer legs part achingly, a creak of bootsEntangled with a woman, oh so cuteThe outside world seems far awayFilled with Disney eyes he must obeyHer eyes show lust, she wants him nowBut her twisted libido won’t allow‘Now?’ he begs, pressing the grilleQuite pointless to ever fight her willShe shakes her head, ruffles silk hairA teasing smile, without a sweet careHe sighs and swells, helpless he knowsMere plaything of this English rose‘Wait for me,’ she lilts and singsErotic thoughts, eryaman escort hot lingerie clingsMale prowess fires to no availFor one incarcerated in her jailHis longing body tonight she will rideNow just a possession ‘til she decides-Night returns with bedroom eyesNegligee, floating by soft soft thighsTeasing silk panties have been at playHugging their mistress who he must obeyPrisoner eyes peer out through the steelPalpable flesh longing to feelWarm panties reveal the secret keyWith mythical powers to set him free‘My scent is your Mistress,’ she decreesTo her adorer, prostrate on his kneesShe peels warm silk with a movement swiftPresses the bars her intimate gift‘It’s forever… please understand”Keys hit the bin with a flick of her handNaked butt bobs and dances on highHe’ll never again kiss until he dies-Ecstatic or panic, lost in his mindHe fell for a girl, his life now confinedBut then a smile and blink of lashesA glimpse of thigh, she bends and flashesHer masquerade slips, she jangles her keysThe girl with the power to set him freeShe giggles and with a shake of her head‘I’m sorry darling, please take me to bed’

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