“Miss, are you awake?” asked a small boy, clad with small round glasses. A young woman lifted her head from the desk and stared blankly at the child. After a few moments of collecting herself, she leaned back and brushed her short, feathery yellow hair from her face.
”Yes, yes… I’m awake,…
Plastic eyes that promise
An undisturbed peace,
That comfort me in
A dreamless sleep;
Silent sentinels that glisten
With a good night kiss,
That ripple like gravity
In waking paralysis;
It is in the gaze
of a hundred tiny irsis,
I find repose in the darkness
Of a lonely room.
Explore my body with your tongue. Run it softly along my skin as i quiver and shake. The sensitive spots… oh the sensitive spots.. i beg you spend extra time on those sensitive spots. I want you. All of you, not just some. Make me cum a ton… lick it up, all of it and then some. Then its my turn.. i want to please you.. please let me please you.. all of you, not just some. I want to make you cum a ton.. lick it up, all of it and then some.. ALL of it.. and then some.

