She Loves A Massage Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

She Loves A Massage



Her foot bent slighlty.
Below the knee,
which is exposed well for massaging.
And lips leaving depending.
The blush on her, we should spread.
To be light headed at the start.

Massaging the box, the arm and the hand.
Then in gliding foot.
The toes really do.

The front part of the foot
and after finishing it is sweet.
The feet, gliding backup slowly reaches.
Lips on those and uses the brush slowly.

It is possible by using the brush
very lightly
as for his which is troubled you never pressed.
Inside the vicinity of the lips are impressed.
To extend.
The hill of the monsu,
oil or the lube poured out
and over a little when it trickles.

It starts massaging the hill of the mound
and the lips outside warm calmly.
Slowly you do not have to rush, you do not have to go.
That labia outside the drum major,
there between the thumb and the index finger. (the lip)
Do her justice to squeeze it out calmly,
slip to the top and bottom overall.
Through practice in the light the color of day.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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