To Sir wit love x
In my dream my email pings, it Says there's a message sent from you, I find myself a private spot and start to take a view
There is several attachments, my heart begins to race, the first is a pretty picture of your smiling face
The second is of you in Black lace, it is my favourite thing, just the thought of you wearing it, oh the joy it brings
It's you in a black lace kimono, it lays full length to the floor, you look so gorgeous, I can't wait to open more
It caresses you body, it shows off your sexy curves, my body is awakening, you've ignited all my nerves
The glimpses of your body, the sight of the matching panties, to me it feels like my birthday, you've answered one of my fantasies
Through the lace I see your curves, you are such a beautiful work of art, I will look at these everyday, when we're miles apart
Your booty looks delicious, I'd love to give it a little bite, then eat you until you cum, hard in my face this night
My muse you look so sexy, I thank the gods above, you ended the email with a note that simply read, TO YOU MY SIR WITH LOVE X
I'd love to own real pictures I'd lock them away inside a great big trunk, now I'm awake there's no emails, just a lot of spam and junk
THE KINKY POET