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III. Having the Meat Wrapped ::(1):: I rested my cheek against her thigh, warm and wet as Jolanda slowly had her breath rewon. She told me:" I'm not really all that sleepy yet, besides I'd say the scores are two to one. That hefty length of shaft you still sport looks to me to be geared for more action, and with a little bit of manual support these can supply some rather nifty traction." She lifted her breasts rubbing them togethe to show me exactly what she meant. You could have knocked me over with a feather when I realised which way her mind was bend. "You just straddle these." She said catching my eyes, while she patted her soft smooth-skinned thighs. ::(2):: "Then place your hands on top of the chair and lean forward so I can get a chance to wrap my tit-flesh round your pulsing rigid spear, so that you can fuck that soft narrow gap." As I did exactly as Jolanda told me I bowed my head so that I could look dow at the act our maid had so easily sold me and I mowed my hips porking tits firm and round. As I ploughed slowly encased in a fleshy tunnel I gazed down into her upturned smiling face and came violently her cleft acting as a funnel as I spread my semen over her features like fine lace. Jolanda wiped it of with her chemise as she slowly said: "I've got more I'd like to teach you,but now its off to bed." <<Previous - Next>> Page 9 Webmaster: TidiousTed fiveblokes@yahoo.co.uk All text and site graphics: Copyright Tidious Ted & R.L.Wood |
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