PORN: Rachel was primed to play her part of course and I was amused that Emma was early and wandered around, clearly looking for me, then hung around some trailers where she thought I wouldn’t see her and watched Rachel and me
Twink. The lash, for it was obviously a lash or several lashes, struck my behind almost at the crease. But rather than satisfy her frustration there and then, Rachel and I drove off while Emma was still cooling down her horse, and I knew she would be almost desperate for our next encounter
. . Perhaps she'll see me here
In the cherry grove stunned by her
Yet do I wish for such a glance?
For if she doth think me a fool
Then by what hopes do I live on?
Against the king is this treasonous thought
Oh my I have been seen,
Shall I speak? Call out of my eyes sin and
Beg of her forgiveness?
What is this? She is not mad, but glad
Slowly the oceans of flame, her eyes
Search me with passion,
As her gown rolls off her shoulders
Such a scandalous image of skin
My instincts are barely manageable
Her elaborate lace tight to her skin covers her
And so slightly, White clothes in blessed sin
Am I mad, she does beckon me to her chamber
PORN: Rachel was primed to play her part of course and I was amused that Emma was early and wandered around, clearly looking for me, then hung around some trailers where she thought I wouldn’t see her and watched Rachel and me
Twink. The lash, for it was obviously a lash or several lashes, struck my behind almost at the crease. But rather than satisfy her frustration there and then, Rachel and I drove off while Emma was still cooling down her horse, and I knew she would be almost desperate for our next encounter
. . Perhaps she'll see me here
In the cherry grove stunned by her
Yet do I wish for such a glance?
For if she doth think me a fool
Then by what hopes do I live on?
Against the king is this treasonous thought
Oh my I have been seen,
Shall I speak? Call out of my eyes sin and
Beg of her forgiveness?
What is this? She is not mad, but glad
Slowly the oceans of flame, her eyes
Search me with passion,
As her gown rolls off her shoulders
Such a scandalous image of skin
My instincts are barely manageable
Her elaborate lace tight to her skin covers her
And so slightly, White clothes in blessed sin
Am I mad, she does beckon me to her chamber
PORN: Rachel was primed to play her part of course and I was amused that Emma was early and wandered around, clearly looking for me, then hung around some trailers where she thought I wouldn’t see her and watched Rachel and me
Twink. The lash, for it was obviously a lash or several lashes, struck my behind almost at the crease. But rather than satisfy her frustration there and then, Rachel and I drove off while Emma was still cooling down her horse, and I knew she would be almost desperate for our next encounter
. . Perhaps she'll see me here
In the cherry grove stunned by her
Yet do I wish for such a glance?
For if she doth think me a fool
Then by what hopes do I live on?
Against the king is this treasonous thought
Oh my I have been seen,
Shall I speak? Call out of my eyes sin and
Beg of her forgiveness?
What is this? She is not mad, but glad
Slowly the oceans of flame, her eyes
Search me with passion,
As her gown rolls off her shoulders
Such a scandalous image of skin
My instincts are barely manageable
Her elaborate lace tight to her skin covers her
And so slightly, White clothes in blessed sin
Am I mad, she does beckon me to her chamber
My friendemy - The Cream Queen