anonymo magnifico

It was gonna be a long night

She was wearing a
Mischievous grin
And nothing else;
Unless you count her
Buckleless belt.
Her 39-29-39 body
Was bouncing in
Circles around the
Bed as she tied me
Up around my head.
She snickered as she
Waved the feather up
And down and around
And around.
She giggled as she
Began to hum
Show tunes;
While accidentally,
On purpose, show me
Her full moon.