tha Fair Skinned Dancer

Fair skinned, yellow like the heart of a burning fire Gracious twist and turns Swindling her gorgeous body side to side like the slim braches of the fair tree, all with ease Her braless but covered bossom galloping vigorously, still my eyes didn't twitch, a fixed gaze Her occasional smiles beautiful like Nancy's, her teeth like the pearl gates of heaven Dripping sweats shinny like diamonds Her patterned baggy jeans free on her, letting the best movements Her bends, twist and turns aggressively rhythmical Her waist rolling, sending goose bumps The scene, her, muse overflow Love or lust at first sight, I don't care She got me. Yes she did If wishes were horses