She was stretched out on a white bearskin rug.
Purring like a kitten.
Waiting for her boyfriend to come get his milk.
Wearing her negligee of pure blue silk.
She was looking so fine.
As her breasts dripped of white wine.
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Always you wonder through your wonderful and clever expression in poetic style....10