Your hands are on my hips. I am moving slowly, my hips are bouncing slowly. The dress is caressing my body. It’s all silk, like my skin. It’s alluring, I put a spell on you. You are mine. Sensuality, smiles, my brown eyes that are alluring and inviting you for more. You are leaning your head on my shoulder, my red-like-fire hair is tickling you, and my perfume is driving you crazy. You are breathing my skin in and out and only hoping to see the rest of it…I am yours and you realize it because I am wearing your [more]
