It was time for breakfast, and he felt like pancakes. But here, pinned beneath King on this gentle lawn, she was girlish and honey-sweet, as she had surely been in life. Porn vedio ‘Aaaaaaaagggghhh!’ he roared, and somewhere a dog started barking. The temporary vessels for skeletons that would one day anchor down trees, roots knotting through their naked ribs and skulls. Hitching up his pants, he did not even look down at the Princess before he marched out of the yard. Vietnam had been on the television. Read 6981 times |
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It was good. Somebody was going to get fucked. King lapped and spit at her flesh, his fingers roughly spreading her open. They fucked. The jizz came in torrents, pulsing into the condom and making it heavy with liquid. Mild. Now things were almost too simple. Diana shuttered and it came, electric and frantic through her flapping, doll’s body. The look of animal confusion came into her eyes that he had seen on so many faces, so many women sensing the specter of climax creeping into their very being. King lapped and spit at her flesh, his fingers roughly spreading her open.
