As she stepped into the spot, her walk was intoxicating. Visually so enticing that she'll make a n!gga choose hell. F@ck a dime, she felt like a whole oz. harbored in my lungs. Ch-ch-ch-choked up on words, limited to eye communication. Every n!gga around was measuring her measurements. Determined to be the next one to feel her frame. No initial depth, merely just a fantasy of flesh. But once i get her to my reality, I'll go deeper than she ever felt. She gotta be a bad chick cause she a bad chick in that outfit, or should I say, in-fit, as I imagine fitting in her. Phenomenal woman, Ms. Maya said, well that woman can get fondled phenomenally. With a body so impeccable, she gotta taste good. Country cooking has done wonders for that @ss and thighs. No question she's a peach, now if only I can get to that nectar.