Outfit Poem by Shakira Nandini

We have recently got hitched,
I'm shrouded in gems
He is presently my lord
He makes up the tenets.

He sits by me
on the edge of the bed
puts his hands round my neck
and after that holds my head

strips me delicately
stripping me down
he lays me down bare
what's more, expels my gold crown

he gets stripped
I do whatever it takes not to look
he moves himself nearer
what's more, kisses my cheek

before long I am throbbing
his dick inside me
he snatches both my bosoms
what's more, chomps them delicately

he shakes me so quick
I do whatever it takes not to shout
I'm feeling it now
This must be a fantasy

He does it so well
I'm against the divider
So feeble on the off chance that he stops
I may very well fall

At that point knacker ed and upbeat
he conveys me down
what's more, conceals me
with an indian outfit