Disrobed her satin set sail dream oceanic sash Anointed in cypress tree maze oils flayed her tended rose garden thoughts butter from the worn dinner table knife behind electronic red cherry rice paper screens her musings silhouette danced of a thousand sleeping nightingale deaths
reflecting I brought her a thousand more... and the vodka kept pouring
The pleasure was all mine I'd lick you up from toe to spine
she wore a cold 8 inch strap on chrome slick cock bare breasted purple bustier push up opening blackout curtains wide for the neighbors to watch smothered her steel shaft in inhibitions and lubrication
plunged face down ass in the air she eased into his slut cavern tip first angry fist full of hair in her hand he shook with delight in uncharted territory "beg you cunt!" she said
hips swaying in a leaning dance awkward stance inching into...