Her Vanity 

Her emotions goes parallel as the night proceeds,

Her tempting eyes glows in dark,

Her trembling lips has his name,

Her neck was as soft as tendril,

Her breast grow heavier with every love bite,

She was on her knees, bagging for more.

Could have done anything for that tongue talk, for that heavier breathe, for that juicy taste.

As night proceeds her desire grow stronger.

She is losing her vanity at very kiss,

Now as night is to recede her vanity surrender self to the climax.


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