Neale
Old school bastich
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Gerald Branscome
I picked up the lovely Lady Tara, holding her close to me as our mouths met, and our tongues entwined. We stood there, locked in passion, for a timeless moment... While still holding her in my arms, her legs wrapped around me, I knelt, lowering her to the soft heather which grew under the willow. We lay down, and our passion grew apace.
I traced my fingertips along her body, thrilling to the way she sharply inhaled her breath whenever I would brush them against her sensitive areas.
"Aye, lass... t'eres a magick in t' very air t'night. Your Liz is much to t'ank for it, but here and now, you, my goddess, are t' major source..." I smiled down at Tara, and began to unbutton her blouse. "An' I mean t' do some serious worshippin on your altar!"
I picked up the lovely Lady Tara, holding her close to me as our mouths met, and our tongues entwined. We stood there, locked in passion, for a timeless moment... While still holding her in my arms, her legs wrapped around me, I knelt, lowering her to the soft heather which grew under the willow. We lay down, and our passion grew apace.
I traced my fingertips along her body, thrilling to the way she sharply inhaled her breath whenever I would brush them against her sensitive areas.
"Aye, lass... t'eres a magick in t' very air t'night. Your Liz is much to t'ank for it, but here and now, you, my goddess, are t' major source..." I smiled down at Tara, and began to unbutton her blouse. "An' I mean t' do some serious worshippin on your altar!"