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Passions Of The Quill part XII: Yes Sweet Juliet ~END~
Passions Of The Quill part XII: Yes Sweet Juliet ~END~ ...And in such a response, she smiles in satisfaction but voice escapes lips in suprise as he stand up with his cock wrapped tightly into her fold and braces her back to wall, to give his thrust deeper internal collision, parting velvet with thickened rod. "And do thou wish.. seductive fleshly vice.. to answer thine cunts.. addictions.!" His hips thrust a hammer as wall echoes his pounding heart. "Oh poet! Vulgarity rolls from tongue, and sweeter it sounds from thine lips, give cunt the prick it so craves!!" her screams command pleasures waves that roll insider her core in dull throbbing probes mimicing his plunging cock. His shoulders and arms glisten with sexual sweat as muscle rolls beneath skin, she licks her lips in ravishing hunger, as she takes the wall for strength pressing onto him bringing them to floor. And as impact rises flesh upon flesh she rises high as rod impales her insides deeper still. "Fuck! And deeper still does thine cock probe!" gasping with the assault upon her pit she wriths in exstacy as her movements grind skin to skin, her hands brace upon his kness as the flat sticky smacking sounds of sexual percussion now signals coming climax. "Expose thine delicate mounds to my exploring hands.. So I may take erected points as I take quill.!" His will power a stalwart wall of resilience as his hands find her nipples and breast cupping with palm and pressured twist with recently wetted fingers from her suckulent kiss. New sensation hasteing her rotation and words become lost in incoherent sounds of fuck. As the sands shift and drip upon each other her stimulation yeilds to euphoric resaults as juices clash in a rush coupled with convulsing tender pink flesh orgasm vibrate deeply within, "Fuck! Poet! In me such seeds I demand! Now! Lay thine pearls upon my sweetened velvet folds!" As if her words defied all of reasons laws his body buck into her as shaft pulsates in pleasurable rythm to his white hot pearls embeddings. "And in heaven I am lost! sweet Juliet! in you I am found!" In sexual bliss sweated bodies buckle into each other, "Though amazing this experience was, more I crave" her voice spoke sweet promises. "And more you shall recieve."~end Stars upon Stars.. |
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I can hear the wet. The sound. Its rhythm. In conjunction to its sticky probe. Yummy!
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I can hear the wet. The sound. Its rhythm. In conjunction to its sticky probe. Yummy! /:> Stars upon Stars..
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Constant? ..
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Did such words that were spoken leave mind to ponder what lies beneath in enigmatic poetic prose. I leave not a one in wanting for actions answers want either through self endulgence or fleshly companionship, but breathless I agree should that which is exhaled pass my lips then I would be found wanting as I breathe in thine sex. Stars upon Stars..
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Yes well ahem I do so love a solid surface for bed when sex goes vertical, it gives thrusts deeper bearings when not sinking into mattress. Thank you for such lovely praise mon'cheri. Stars upon Stars..
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