The WenchI wish to be a saucy wenchand sit upon thy knee beguile and bedevel thee and shake my hair down free. I want to dance away from thee and turn and then dance near and see the gleam within thine eyes and thy husky breath to hear. I wish for thee to utter "Wench!" to reach and grab my hand to look at me in only ways that lovers understand. I wish to dress in peasant blouse and skirts designed to hide... such lusty secrets 'neath their folds where pleasure doth abide. So come and be my shining Knight in dashing pantomime and pull me closely to thy chest And crush thy lips to mine! A saucy wench then I shall be and my dream shall come true! a modest maid for all to see, And wench to only you. Leave a Comment { Last Page } { Page 8 of 13 } { Next Page } |
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