The Housewife Wannabe

Mmmmmm never get too much of your sexy legs in stockings sexy xxx.

February 6, 2019

Your legs remind me of this poem by John Brehm titled, "At the Poetry Reading", and I quote: I can’t keep my eyes off the poet’s wife’s legs—they’re so much more beautiful than anything he might be saying, though I’m no longer in a position really to judge, having stopped listening some time ago. He’s from the Iowa Writers Workshop and can therefore get along fine without my attention. He started in reading poems about his c_h_i_l_d_h_o_o_d— barns, cornsnakes, gradeschool, flowers, that sort of stuff—the loss of innocence he keeps talking about between poems, which I can relate to, especially under these circumstances. Now he’s on to science, a poem about hydrogen, I think, he’s trying to imagine himself turning into hydrogen. Maybe he’ll succeed. I’m imagining myself sliding up his wife’s fluid, rhythmic, lusciously curved, black- stockinged legs, imagining them arched around my shoulders, wrapped around my back. My God, why doesn’t he write poems about her! He will, no doubt, once she leaves him, leaves him for another poet, perhaps, the observant, uninnocent one, who knows a poem when it sits down in a room with him. I'd have you take the shoes off and make you play with my cock with your feet, when im hard you can spread your legs, i'd pull your head forward and fuck your slut mouth, making you gag until i shoot my hot cum down your throat! Wow, awesome. Love seeing you in your outfits. And those sexy heels! Wrap those sexy stems around my head while I devour that sweet pussy.! Spread them, show your cunt and let some cum be shot between your legs.