I went to my first private party last night
Hosted right here on the Lush site
The host is a writer like most of the guests
Whose work is outstanding and some say the best
The room had a bar with bright neon lights
With shades of purples, reds and whites
We were laughing and chatting just having a ball
Smoking, drinking and dancing, we did it all
The music he played last night there was stellar
And his date for the night, well let’s just say, “Lucky fella”
They did an erotic dance that couldn’t get any hotter
I think it was that forbidden dance called, The Lambada
Their grinding and swaying couldn’t get any better
And as I studied them, I felt even wetter
When she arched her back and he leaned in for more
There were gasps and moans and orgasms galore
On that note I left, with a smile on my face
Omg! Holy shit! I want more of this place
Now that the party is over and once is never enough
Please send all future invitations to me, Hotstuff!
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