From the Thrift Shop Down the Road
09-11-2013, 10:34 PM
isardis
She would steady beneath him, her strength evident as she would support his weight. Pale jacket would contrast so perfectly with her own, the crimsons of her figure twisting with silver tresses in a harmonious dance. Though the kings desires would only heighten, his fierce lust simmering beneath the surface. She would lean backwards, cerulean gaze meeting his own, sending his body into a flurry of excitement as he would grunt; eager to satisfy his desires. Then, he would rock, pushing his weight against her in a brittle attempt to push her against the earth beneath them, he wanted to stand over his beauty, he wanted to feel like a king, ?Show me, prove yourself to me.? |
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