Ziggy, you may be my second main man (behind Darnell), but this fine lady needs a real man to slowly and lovingly take care of each and every one of her womanly needs.
I appreciate your maturity for your age, but a woman as fine as the finest babyopp30 needs maturity on a higher level. That's where Smoove comes in.
Smoove knows all the intricacies of seducing a fly honey, body and soul. Take no offense, but instead watch and learn.
Smoove would start the day of passion by stopping by babyopp30's place of work on her lunch hour with an elabourately-arranged fruit sculpture that I have personally arranged from the world's most exotic produce.
I would then proceed back to my luxurious penthouse apartment, where I would meticulously clean and groom my strong body until it was time to pick her up from work.
There I would lead babyopp30 out to the rented horse and carriage that I have so thoughtfully arranged, and we can canoodle in the back like two frolicking, newborn puppies on the softest, most luxurious of hand-tailored silk and microfleece blankets.
We will visit the finest clubbing establishment, where I will give her a small taste of what is yet to come as I sensually move my body with hers on the dance floor as Kieth Sweat pumps out the jams over the speaker system. We will then have drinks, and I will be real with her. I will tell her that she is the only woman for me, and that I want her in my life forever. I will reveal my highest hopes and deepest fears to her.
The carriage will later whisk us off to the fanciest fondue dining establishment in town, where I will then gently blindfold her and tenderly hand-feed her the most luscious berries dipped in the finest, richest warm chocolate sauce.
At this point, I will be irresistible to babyopp30. Her body will be like warm, sensual clay in my hands, begging to be fashioned into the sexiest vase ever created in these cosmos. Or perhaps a bowl.
I will take her, still blindfolded, back to my apartment and guide her into my bedroom. The soft smells of jasmine and lilacs will fill the air from the many lit scented candles that inhabit my abode. I will start a fire in the fireplace and drape her in silk and then strongly, but tenderly, give her a massage that will cause her delicious body to tremble with desire while slow jams from Jodeci play softly in the background.
Damn.
After this cosmic massage, I will gently carry her to my circular bed and hold her close to me until the trembling subsides, and her body is once again like putty in my strong hands.
It is then that I will hit her doggy style. All night long. Until the light of the new dawn peaks through the curtains.
Then, I will steal away to the kitchen as she sleeps, and prepare the most delectable breakfast ever assembled for her. There will be toast of varying darknesses. Several varieties of eggs and breakfast meats. It will be, without a doubt, the finest tray of breakfast foods she will have ever laid her beautiful opalescent eyes, or her luscious, pouty lips upon.
I will also serve juice.
That is how you treat a fine woman right. I will show her that I am the man of her dreams, and that no other man could ever show her these, the richest pleasures of life.
Smoove out.
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