The Red One I think

I dreamed I was the red dress
That red dress that makes you gasp for air
When you see a reflections so rare
As the peel of a sweet plume draped in a silhouette of strawberry red
I dreamed that you wore me
That you allowed me to lay upon your soft plush skin
And you adjusted until I was fitted to your shape
And so eloquent, is the elegant way I complimented your structure
Your silhouetted love, I Love
And I loved to kiss the surface of this submissive body
And now I can fully savor and devour it
So I tightened up my fabric to hug your curves
Cup and squeeze your ass
And loosen in places just right
So I can drape and fall in between those thighs
To slide in between those peach lips and past that jewel
Over and over and over until you massage it through my fabric

with your finger tips in my rich silk cotton exterior
And you laid back in the bed while I enjoyed you,
Twisting silk around your nipples too
Spreading your legs and moaning sweet poetry
And the way it poured from your lips flowing in symmetry
Saying “red dress
The way you tighten and brush pass stimulating my breast,
Exploring such sensual tender versions of sex
Connecting your seems around my neck to make sure my sweat soaks you
Making me wet you deliberately so you stick like glue
Attached to me like part of my body
But you’re here to pull climaxes so far out of me
Beauty rains from my thighs
Wetting my whole backside
Widening my eyes and gyrating the muscles in those thighs
Red dress make me cum…1 more time”
And you dug into the bed with your long smooth sleek legs
Pushing away the sheets with your feet
Wrapping your fingers in my woven silk stroked that pussy
With your fingers so deep, moaning loudly
“I think your finger count was on three”
And when it changed to four I got to see
Your body move at will, and hear you scream
While I absorb the sweet scent of your being
I tightened around your body that sweated wonderful juice
That I drank fully
And I used my strength to squeeze your breast sculpted so seemingly
Without an improper seem
And your ass so plump but so submissive to me
the way it receded when I applied pressure to my squeeze
Like gelatin
And when inserted me wrapped around your fingers again
The way I shook with in
Was like no other
Creating a flow so volcanic like eruption
Spilling over peach lips
Allowed it to sprinkle down a mist
For me to later on sip