A knock at the door I open it to you- You say hello And ask for your pleasure- I tell you my sis Is in our room. You head up the stairs And I bite my lip... I wish I was her I wish I held your dick. No foreplay or teasing just straight business and pleasing- A half an hour goes by And the moans and grunts start rising. I walk quickly up the stairs Hoping I didn't wait too long- You left the door open a crack Just like usual. But this time I let greed engulf me and slide in beside the juice factories. My sister is oblivious in her choppy shrieks I smurk at you You grin at me We are both thinking She sounds like a rusty hinge. You look at my spot and smile and nudge Non-verbally asking me to start To play my part. I sit in the chair, push my school girl skirt Up and let you peek at my playing- Watching me glisten Rubbing my own forbidden flesh- Showing you a magic trick And letting three fingers disappear. I climax and quickly leave Knowing That you're still thinking about Me.Birth sign: Gemini
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