This Shall Never Get Old, by Leslie Thomson Subscribe to rss feed for Leslie Thomson

Unashamed,
She changes in front of me.

And I am so moved
By her love and trust,
And the beauty of this body
In front of my eyes.

The firm breasts,
Rounded butt,
Long, tapering legs,
With beautiful thighs.

Evoking many moods;
Playful, exotic,
Trusting, erotic.
Leaving me longing to hold.

And I know,
As old as I get,
Watching her change,
Shall never get old.
Posted: 2012-03-27 15:55:53 UTC

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