Aroma therapy


Stocking lure him up her legs
Face against the lace he begs
She smiles down from her chair
Loves the way her pet kneels there

Fingers her lace panties touch
The dampness there he wants so much
His eagerness just like a child
Knows her aroma drives him wild

Slips her finger neath the band
Makes him sit and watch her hand
The ache of need there in his eyes
Feels his breath upon her thighs

Her sex now streaming nice and slick
Removes her finger, his to lick
Rubs his cock with spiky heel
Her finger re commences feel


The power over him complete
His face so close she feels the heat
Brings her to orgasm so great
“Not now pet, you must wait”

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