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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