The dance of the cam girl

 The dance of the cam girl

I see her on my computer screen

She excited me to my core Naomi is here

I see her

Her Pretty Smile her warm Glow makes my heart skip a beat

She as begins to play the clothes strip away

as the tips begin to sound .

1 by 1 each clothing article drops by the bed

the Teasing

Makes my Pole want to Rise like the Morning sun.

I wish she Stoking what’s in my Jeans all night long

but alas it is just a vision I see


I see Naomi’s Breast so perky that they should be licked and Plucked

Played Like string quartet she moves me .

every movement note is part of the performance

the Tease awakes my very soul

I see her

Her Snatch is Buzzing from The Toy inside her wonderland.

She so young and I am old pervert Watching her

as her fingers move down her body.

Each tip Noise driving closer and closer to her Magic time.

Like like a bass guitar she strum it harder and harder

Hard Harder she plays with it

Her Legs shake and her eyes roll

She Moans and hers hands touch lower.and toward her great beyond

The Package in Pants being to Grow.

I Reach down I know she Watching me

I touch my myself stoking my self

she see’s me and I am getting stiffer as she watches .

The look on her face she going to …..