From the Thrift Shop Down the Road
08-19-2013, 12:10 AM
isardis
She would gasp, jaws releasing a wheeze of pleasure; so happily absorbed by the king, who felt no less than encouraged by his red dame?s breathless support. She would respond with lyrics of tease, tantalizing tongue rolling so pleasurably about the caverns of her maw. What was it about the little beauty that appealed to him so? Ruby gaze would flicker, pale lashes fluttering weakly as his pulse would rise; her weight shift only pushing him further, desire beginning to pulse so profoundly through his veins. ?I hope you know what you?re doing, darling,? voice would seethe from pink lips, dripping with the rampancy of his established hormones, ?My lust is not always so tenderly expressed.? And with no less warning the king would attempt to soar his brood, rearing backwards momentarily in an attempt to hook one forelimb across her nape; distributing his weight across her crimson shoulders. Would she fall victim to his power, retreat back into her skin or would she thrive beneath his taxing contact? |
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