Based on "The Eagle" by Alfred, Lord TennysonOn pavement he hobbles, too great a height;A flower that blooms in deepest of night, His corset ringed in far too tight.Panicked beats in his heart race;Clownish colour adorns his face,His heart and sleeve are wreathed in lace.***"Halloween" -->Based on. Grinning widely, I clicked on themessage from Zaida, she had been gone to South America these last 3 weeks to spend time witha few friends, family members and a lover she had kept in contact with over an extended periodof time. I reread the title of the message, as it simply said: ''Thinking of you ;) ''''Cute'', I said out loud as I opened it. There was a brief message with some minor updates fromher trip, some well wishes, wanting to chat over the phone in the next day or so and a. He knelt on the bed with his knees folded and had Amanda kneel before him as well. She rested her buttocks on his lap as he held her by her hips.“Oh Babe…You’re full of surprises…”, grinned Amanda while positioning herself. The next moment she held him by his shaft and placed his tip on her opening..a gentle nudge from behind and it drilled into her well-lubricated hole filled with her juice. Amanda began to rock herself up and down on his lap…feeling his penis with her inner muscles.“Give me.Read More
