by melimelissa
Over years the master painter,
Perfects his chosen art.
He has the skills to acquaint her,
With pleasures he imparts.
His skill lies in selecting brush,
Needed for every stroke,
To lay across her canvas lush,
Pleasures he afore woke.
It also lies in his technique,
In how each brush is used,
Adding mystery and mystique,
That amaze and amuse.
The artist's greatest skill is in,
The way he studies her,
To discover secrets deep within,
That draw out her pleasure.
You always aim to please, good girl you are, us aged in our barrels, love you with all our heart!