Smaller derrieres

We whisper softly ; Sir takes some delight ; he speculates: which one will be right - for him to have and use as he accrues the wherewithal to ensure we're less tight...

I know what he wants; what makes him happy; he operates a sytem - this is key: to having me and sis down on our knees, whispering confessions so softly...

* moustique *
In musing
 
He spanks my bottom white by the seashore,
And he would love to spank me even more,
But he has needs that seem to make him ache
For intimacy ; if a kittywake
Were to flutter like my faint heartbeat,
When Sir is ready to plant his hard meat,
Then could he fall upon his little whore,
Show me his prowess on this sandy shore?
And will he use my derriere as well?
Since it's not just the seas that surely swell?

* moustique "
 
We whisper softly ; Sir takes some delight ; he speculates: which one will be right - for him to have and use as he accrues the wherewithal to ensure we're less tight...

I know what he wants; what makes him happy; he operates a sytem - this is key: to having me and sis down on our knees, whispering confessions so softly...

* moustique *
In musing
There is a famous poem from Frost about taking "the road less travelled."

That applies here; less travelled is more tight.

Frost and I, we choose the tightest behinds among you.
 
He spanks my bottom white by the seashore,
And he would love to spank me even more,
But he has needs that seem to make him ache
For intimacy ; if a kittywake
Were to flutter like my faint heartbeat,
When Sir is ready to plant his hard meat,
Then could he fall upon his little whore,
Show me his prowess on this sandy shore?
And will he use my derriere as well?
Since it's not just the seas that surely swell?

* moustique "

Touch of sun-warmed and glacier smoothened stone,
Stillness and silence to better hear you moan,
Glistening light on water, whispering wind and sand,
Mi mariposa, understand well this is my demand,
 
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