You've got mail
Ping my phone goes, it's to tell me I've got some mail, i open up the file, your pictures tell a tale
Sexy sultry pictures, I see your soft delightful skin, I see your pretty pussy, I'm desperate to get in
Your arse is just to die for, I imagine you on my face, your pussy juice running, I'm sucking it with pace
Riding my face my Goddess, fuck my tongue with lust, I adore all my pictures but I’d love to see your bust
I will take them out my picture vault when I'm on my own, heaven sent in pictures, on my mobile phone
I hope this is just the beginning I'd love close ups of you all, sexy pics of your pussy the thought just makes me drool
But dont think I'm ungrateful, I mesmerized by your look, thank you for sending them and the time it took
So if tonight you get sometime, just get out your mobile phone, send pictures to your poet, whose laying here alone
Flood my life with your pictures, I'd love pictures of just your face, to see into your pretty eyes, my heart will surely race
So enjoy your night my Queen, from your poet King, thank you for the pictures, and all the joy they bring
Ron