I See Gers Nakkid Gers
They are dancing all around me. They are taunting me with their
oily bodies. They sway to some invisible never-ending mos rythym.
They taunt me, they taunt me endlessly, the turkish like rythym is
unending
Their nipp|es dancing within an inch. Nipp|es take over my vision.
One is green (she's been with Hobbit), the other is all, all giving
and the other is beckoning me over with a hurley tease...
I drift over and embrace her, my hands slipping over her oily
womanly child bearing curves. Her nipp|es are alive with the rythm.
They seem to float and overwhelm me
She reaches for me and fondles me.. and fondles me..she wraps her
high gloss lips over me. I kiss her, her ears, her all...
I see Gers Nakkid Gers
