Her soft place was like an apple,
rounded with gleaming shiny skin,
Her skin was brown and supple,
the only red like the apple was the fire I had within.
Her bottom seemed attached to her waist,
as if they were made seperately and joined.
its coz her bottom was like a full moon so thick,
hooked to a waist so slender and fine.
They were like slender stems
with a heavy pair of twin juicy fruit hanging,
left right left right
Apple soft place is swinging.
How can an soft place so heavy not hang?
so horizontally aligned
How i wish i am banging her
sending ripples along her soft place from behind
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