“Then pray what is that bulge in your breeches.?” she asked. Xnx Read 18774 times |
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“Dear god you are insane,” she stuttered but remained rooted to the spot. “I say don’t be so impertinent,” I retorted. “On the table, raise your skirts I wish to fuck you.” I declared. Should anyone seduce her it would be like unwrapping a Christmas present, I deduced, such were the layers of finery in which she was wrapped. “My dander is up I wish to fuck you, to expel my seed within you, have your belly swell with my child.” I explained. “Where are my clothes,” she demanded.
