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Oozing sex appeal ❤️

Oozing sex appeal ❤️

She wound the silver bobbin round and around upon her spinning wheel

Her fingers felt the silkiness and the softness it made her feel

This garment would be a gown worthy of zest and zeal

Seducing hypotonic attraction, oozing sex appeal..

And she stitched and sewed all thru that long lazy night

She yearned to make this perfect, it had to be just right

With her tape measure around her neck under a flickering candle light

So sat the seductive seamstress lost in her dreamy delight..

This elegant pattern was designed amidst her head

Laced with sparkling silver sequins that shimmered amongst the scarlet red

Where the wearer of this creation could captivate where’re she tread

And when her dress lay cold upon a carpeted floor..well it would be more than enough said …

 

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Greg Etsell

Wonderful poem
she’s cute love her dress 
It look like she’s going to have a good night on  the town 

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Jill Tait

Yup thats the idea of my red sexy dress lol Thanks my lovely lad ❤️❤️❤️

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Greg Etsell

You’re so welcome my lovely friend ❤️🌹😇

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