3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

study toward sonnet #103 by FisherKingKQJ

A strap of my frock slips down and I
Don't care to push it back up. A grunt
Escapes his lips. A richter three jigs my
Torso. For a second I exult in my blunt
Warrant over him. A tongue starts its hunt,
To tickle, to trace, to tease and to test,
The hollow of my throat takes the brunt
Of the foray, augmented by a breast.
My knickers I twist off at his behest
A languid whine flees my lips once again
As an aureole and a thigh are caressed
And caressed to the point I'll go insane.
At his kisses my tummy muscles flex
Then tremble for this exquisite apex.

{3D interactive chorus:}

At his kisses my tummy muscles flex.
At his kisses my tummy muscles contract.
At his kisses my tummy muscles tighten.

[ll5 and 14 rewritten for typeset align 18/9/05]