His warm tounge ran a slow path
from her thighs to her trembling cleft
her body shuddered and shook
and he kissed her where she ached
His hand followed the path
that was already set
and claimed her shyness
and changed her
into a demanding woman
wanting
Their bodies were soon together
in the oldest way possible
to dance the oldest dance
the primitive and so sweet dance
of mating in love and feeling
. .
. As the mob rushes about through the smoke and scorched room they see someone else has already done much of their work and commence to plundering all they can take of value…no one pays attention to the smoldering, scorched and torn corpse by the banister that was the former Master Gordon. He drops the rope from his hand, and advances to the edge where an opening is set between the rails of the lofts edge
His warm tounge ran a slow path
from her thighs to her trembling cleft
her body shuddered and shook
and he kissed her where she ached
His hand followed the path
that was already set
and claimed her shyness
and changed her
into a demanding woman
wanting
Their bodies were soon together
in the oldest way possible
to dance the oldest dance
the primitive and so sweet dance
of mating in love and feeling
. .
. As the mob rushes about through the smoke and scorched room they see someone else has already done much of their work and commence to plundering all they can take of value…no one pays attention to the smoldering, scorched and torn corpse by the banister that was the former Master Gordon. He drops the rope from his hand, and advances to the edge where an opening is set between the rails of the lofts edge
His warm tounge ran a slow path
from her thighs to her trembling cleft
her body shuddered and shook
and he kissed her where she ached
His hand followed the path
that was already set
and claimed her shyness
and changed her
into a demanding woman
wanting
Their bodies were soon together
in the oldest way possible
to dance the oldest dance
the primitive and so sweet dance
of mating in love and feeling
. .
. As the mob rushes about through the smoke and scorched room they see someone else has already done much of their work and commence to plundering all they can take of value…no one pays attention to the smoldering, scorched and torn corpse by the banister that was the former Master Gordon. He drops the rope from his hand, and advances to the edge where an opening is set between the rails of the lofts edge
