lace and panties

I wonder what's beyond the door?
Can I hear a daddy snore?
Or is he ready - so hard core:
Always, always wanting more;
Except, that is, for my nightdress,
Where his response is: please undress,
Or very nice - now lose the lace:
I want bare pussy on my face; or
On occasion in a voice gruff;
He growls, and howls and strips silk stuff,
Then takes me roughly, keen to restore
My hope in what's beyond that door...

Méli
 
Ah! The games we play with men,
We keep them quite excited; then,
When they're enticed, and keen to pound:
They buy that sofa for the lounge.

Méli.
After all a man who fancies
Any girl in lacy panties
Should be gently made aware
A sofa's pointless, sans armchair;

And where are we to put your drink
With my dress upped, and panties - pink
Like the embarrassed faced
At coffee set, side tables placed...

On either side of the soft seats,
With sidelamps to light up the treats
You find delightful, even when
They're hid 'neath skirt in polite dens. .

Of course you don't mind, satisfied?
Patient... though soul's ungentrified...

giggles

Méli
 
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