The King and I
He sat fixated on her
Watching her every move
She gently rubbed her hands together
Warming them up before she held it
She leaned forward to take a look
Before adjusting her posture
Her jet black hair complemented her tanned skin
She parted her silky soft rosy lips
And put it in
Then took it out and hypnotically licked the end
Before placing the end back between her lips
This was the moment he was waiting for
The suspense would be denied its satisfaction
He knew that all this was for him
His pleasure would be adorned and excessively aroused
Then she began
He closed his eyes to block out the world
The smile on his face express the peak of his delight
As she played Lakme’ SousLe Dome Epais (The Flower Duet)
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