Her Picture
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.She lies across my screen,All curves and beauty and glory.Soft, voluptuous roundnessSplayed across my field of vision,And I grow hard with desireTo lay my hands upon her shape,To press my weightInto the small of her backAnd let her feel my growing shaftBetween those pale, smackable cheeks.She is a peach behindAnd a goddess all ov...