a study toward sonnet #149 by FisherKingKQJ
in C flat
He rolled close and gently slapped my derriere,
Then he stroked my curly black hair tangle,
Then he unsnapped my lace push up brassiere
So letting the cups and the straps dangle.
My large tits swung free at a slight angle,
He closed his eyes and let out a lewd moan,
He kissed my arm down to the gold bangle,
My reddish nipples his teeth bared to hone.
His incisors the aureoles started to cone,
I yelled out and grabbed at his shoulder blades-
Under his angles I was sweetly prone-
His face rolled through bedlamp rays and shades.
Like a fruitbat at a cactus blossom,
So his face plunged into my warm bosom.
{3D interactive chorus in D flat:}
So his face plunged into my warm bosom.
So his face plunged into my warm chest.
So his face plunged into my warm ribs.