Georgie Lyall And Dane Jones In A Steamy Creampie Scene

Lael apparently felt no need to waste time undoing the straps which connected those two undergarments, instead merely tugging to one side the woolen knickers which lay beneath that belt. “I, I see,” Lael answered, again scanning their vicinity. Instead she was a lady, and as such the act of laying with a man to whom she was not at the least betrothed, and especially one of a lower station than her own, was one that carried tremendous risk. She shuddered and closed her eyes as his fingers found their way to her secret button a few moments later, their efforts making her body clench like a vice around his shaft. A rather plump man whose hair was just starting to go gray, Gregoire was among the least intimidating guardsmen who dutifully patrolled the palace around the clock. If you enjoyed the story and are interested in reading more before they release to the public, getting access to some exclusive side stories, influenceing what I write in the future, and/or supporting my work I invite you to