Over in the corner
I long to adorn ya
With soft velvet kisses
To grant all your wishes
I'm your genie in a bottle
My engines purr at full throttle
But if you rub and release me
Forever you shall please me
Till you're down upon knees
Begging me please
To be a slave to your loving
And soon I'll be shoving
You down on the bed
Till there's a spin in your head
You'll taste loves ectasy
Deeply within me
Your soul will be warmed
But now you are warned
The heat will rise with each kiss
Your genie grants every wish
Time for a Site Fire Drill, me thinx! Good Stuff, Chrissie! FjR
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Absolutely delightful, thank you Christina...