My sheer red panties
Soft and delicate as rosepetal
Are of the most upscale department store silk
Luxuriously smooth
Decadent

A second skin

Thighs escaping the lace frills
A delight I take in flaunting

Stripe of hair shaved with precision
A thrill I get in showcasing

The fabric grazing my heated pussy
The pleasure I recieve while strutting

Getting myself off on the pole
In damn near every stride

And your wandering hands
Reveal their blatant intent
Fingers eager to penetrate
The elastic boundaries
Slip underneath

Overwhelming
Is the idea of grasping
The flesh of this hind end
To draw apart my buttocks wide
Causing a sudden draft of air
To rush in like a feather
Tickling my anus

For the explicit purpose
Of hoisting me up a few inches further
And bringing me down gentle
But with a measure of forcefulness
Upon the aching tip of your throbbing
Engorged
Cock

Intentions, of which
Will ultimately
And miserably
Fail

I whisper in your ear,

" Keep your hands at your side "

Access Denied

No matter how horny you are
Doesn't matter how hard you try
You'll never get inside
Access Denied

Nothing is going to come
Between these panties
And my quivering lips
Except for me

Forget living out your fantasies
In these late night strip joint trips
To compensate for your wife's inadequacy

Denied, denied, denied
I said you were in for a treat
And at no time have I lied
But you won't be fucking me tonight
Through my sheer red panty delight

Access

Access

ACCESS

DENIED