Take Your Time, Tease Me To The Edge, And Fill Me Up Deep Inside

“Princess Mitzy is not flat chested,” the guard insisted, “Go away!”
“Now don’t you take that tone with me!” Mitzy protested, “I got ID see,” and she pulled out her Asda Walmart loyalty card. “Then I promote you to first mistress to the prince!” the King announced, “Sack the old ones and promote Alicia!”
“He won‘t need a mistress,” Mitzy suggested, “I ain’t had it in weeks!”
“But what if you have a headache?” Alicia queried, “Or if he fancies a threesome?”
“Really!” the Queen protested and stormed away. Sex vedio “Throw her out,” the Queen cried, “She cannot swan off for six months and just return when she wants to.”
They all crowded round the front door parting briefly to allow the jogger in, King, Queen, Boris and the palace staff. “Sure,” Mitzy replied. “Jessica May Blanchard from Pine Ridge Nebraska,” the guard read, “Its says nothing about Princess Mitzy Fucksalot.”
“No,” Mitzy agreed, “Like you don’t recognise me?”
“No,” the guard insisted. Mitzy jogged across the courtyard as consternation raged indoors. Read 17217 times |
Rated 84 % |
(25 votes)
Vote list (Close) :
abroadsword
: POSITIVE
Please rate this text:
    “High five?” Mitzy suggested and the deal was done. “You put on a show for me, Danke,” said Boris as he returned. “Sure, you’re my husband ain’t you?” Mitzy asked.