Aloe Vera

Anytime she would see
The branches of aloe vera,
She would be caught by surprise;
Those tall, moist, freckled branches;
She would swear
They belonged to a girl;
No there was no flower standing there
At the window;
There was a girl with moist,
Smooth, freckled thighs;
And wicked they were;
She wanted to sense that smooth curve,
That soft skin;
How she would pass her fingers
Eagerly along the flesh; they made her long;

Reviews

[Jibey]

I love the smell of aloe vera... and the silky texture of the sap... like the soothing moistness between her thighs, with its special smell.. and feel, when fingers exploring... smooth and intimate...

[a_methyste]

Yes I had that impression too when I was looking at it.