The artist felt a wicked urge as the black chalk covered her fingers
She imagined erotic scenes brought to life by her touch. A naughty vision began to form in her mind 
The sensual lines of her subject slowly appeared 
She felt a naughty tingle as the artwork came alive 
Each stroke was a temptation as she deepened the erotic shadows 
The figure now pulsated with lustful energy 
A secret smile spread across her lips as she admired her creation 
The forbidden fruit of her art was nearly finished 
She envisioned private moments playing out 
The chalk felt like a lover's touch in her hand 
Her pulse quickened with anticipation 
The final touches were a stroke of desire 
She felt a surge of power 
Her creation a door to unfettered pleasure 
The chalk left traces of passion 
Each detail a provocation 
The image now burned with unbridled lust 
She knew her piece would tempt 
A work of pure lust was complete 
Behold the uninhibited beauty of Chalk Rule 34 
