How many other times have we answered that very door to her, opened it wide to find her standing there, resplendent with sensuality and femininity? This time will be no different, except that on this occasion, she’ll be standing there alone
Japanese. The Blonde looks up at me with lust-drunk eyes, my come running down from the corners of her mouth, over her chin, dripping onto her breasts. She nods raggedly, the ability to form words beyond her for the moment
. . "Brabbinger," I gasped, "What is the meaning of this?"
"Ah, oh, ee," he said using every vowel but making no sense at all, "Tis the missus
How many other times have we answered that very door to her, opened it wide to find her standing there, resplendent with sensuality and femininity? This time will be no different, except that on this occasion, she’ll be standing there alone
Japanese. The Blonde looks up at me with lust-drunk eyes, my come running down from the corners of her mouth, over her chin, dripping onto her breasts. She nods raggedly, the ability to form words beyond her for the moment
. . "Brabbinger," I gasped, "What is the meaning of this?"
"Ah, oh, ee," he said using every vowel but making no sense at all, "Tis the missus
How many other times have we answered that very door to her, opened it wide to find her standing there, resplendent with sensuality and femininity? This time will be no different, except that on this occasion, she’ll be standing there alone
Japanese. The Blonde looks up at me with lust-drunk eyes, my come running down from the corners of her mouth, over her chin, dripping onto her breasts. She nods raggedly, the ability to form words beyond her for the moment
. . "Brabbinger," I gasped, "What is the meaning of this?"
"Ah, oh, ee," he said using every vowel but making no sense at all, "Tis the missus
Too Gullible