Mrs. Lady Woods
By: Mrs. Lady Enthralling
The fog hit my half dressed body in pry wondering why I am earth bathing in deep thoughts as my mind wonders in loneness of marvel asking where can he be. I lay her in sheer mist breathing in the leaves of no more. Could it be that the woods speak in defense of having me die in sewage waters. I am the daughter of birthing love and the universe of spring blossoming in wet dreams. I am the screaming rage behind destiny when my name is dressed in v necks of fashion you can call me Mrs. Lady Woods. I send you on a wild thought to be mischievous surrendering the ruling of principal to your undid tie visiting me in my life of detention. Just simply trickle up my bare feet then die in the heavens of my thighs as your earth of rains harden to get very well acquainted with my feminine mud’s. Come beg my grass of over grown to cut down the storms because you have suckered in to my natural beauty. A kiss is under going memories as you released my shivering and shaking through your smile.
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Originally Posted On Site: 2007-09-20 02:37:49
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