Laundry day
You can just see your nipples showing through the lace, just the very glimpse of them, puts a smile across my face
The way it makes a cleavage, it simply draws in my stare, your tits look beautiful, especially in there
Cupped by the softest lace, you are wearing the panties to the set, you look so very sexy, I wonder if you're wet
Then I see the darker spot, your panties aren't that dry, I really want to touch them straight away but wonder should I try
Or should I watch you get wetter, watch that dark patch start to grow, its hard to have self control, which way should I go
I love to see you in pretty lace, you look so hot in Black, or should I rip them undies off and throw you on your back
Undies or naked, oh what's a poet boy supposed to do, shall I just take a look, or just climb on top of you
Your undies are real pretty but you'd better take them off to play, throw them in the basket, until its laundry day
THE KINKY POET