Youre in trouble with this one

     I know  I knowI know

I know you know

So why the conversation

                            Don recall askin for it

Your conscience was busythought Id step in tellya play your cards close to your chest

My cards

Yah  They may be all thas protecting your heart from this one

Shes something

Blonde too

    Canya believe it

    No Havin a bit of trouble swallowin tha

I know

You don care for blondes

I know

Since I arrived  I cant remember you dating a blonde

    Me neither  Freckles helped

She remind you of someone

Yah

      Treads near a spitting image

Who

Monica Vitti

Youll have to bring up the internet Google show me

For some other time

                       Let it be take me at my word Her spitting image

Right

       Shes coming back Ill leave ya be

 

she leapt up onto the foot of the bed was bucknaked

                                                         she squattedknees wide putting her hand to her mouth she spoke through her fingers That was amazing! I think I really rattled you.   grinninglaughed

Freakin imp he thought laughing her squat deepenedcompressed as her frivolity waned the compression liftedcame away

Youre such a screwball

So are you . . . Mister.  Really got you goin’turned you on.

Yahyadid

            Triggered  something

Should have seen your face.

                               I thought . . Ohmy! I’m gonna get it now.

Tell me bout it  Made me harder yet

                                       she launched up the bed into his armsscrambled under the coverslide her leg over hisher pussy tight to his thighgrinded on him a couple of seconds

                                                                     looked him in the face   So.

he kissed her forehead bridge of her nose

kissing deeply

                she grabbed his cock like it was a saddle horn

There’s my boy.

    So.   Mister . . . what?

Wha

I was thinking when I went to the bathroom.

                                                 Mister what?

Misters plenty

Play with me.

he grabbed her nipple gave it a strong pinchshe GULPed

                                                               HAAA blew out of her

tugged him again

I think Misters plenty

    I was thinking. she had marvelous thoughts he didnt interrupt

                                                                    I was thinking. her eyes went upwent left

I was thinking it’d be fun, just on occasion, if we had a last namebut not yours.

Not mine

    No.

Something occur to you

she smiled hugely dimples went deep street football Go behind the Buick Ill hit you there

                                                                                          Yees.

First thought I dismissednot keen on Italians.

Youre killin me lemme hear

giggled Fuckmetillimsilli.   

Youre right

An I don’t as you know care for vermicelli.

Sillicelli

Yeah.

        Immediately had another thought. sometimes she was like a waterfallloquacious easily on par could match his streaks

Whadaya think of . . Drummond?

    Drummin

End with a D. I follow youbeat me like a drum?

Yah

Yain’t gettin’ that past me.

    On occasion  I coud see on occasion

Yes. Thank you.

                  Prior to, but I dismissed it, associated Drummond with Ramrod.

Drummond’s subtle an’ll, as I witnessed, know it can bring out the animal in you.

Mister.  Drummond.

Yah

      Something clicked

she tugged tuggedtugged

                              Clicking?

Mister.

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