He entered and closed the doors behind him, after he shooed the only other person besides me, out of the room. “Wow, your tight.”
I moaned, curling my legs around his waist, trying to pull him more into me. Sincerely,
The Prince of Vinisila. It was hard, but I did. By the time the Prince entered the almost empty room, I had downed three flutes of champagne, and was working on a fourth, and was defiantly on my way to drunk. It was hard, but I did. Clyde!”
Clyde ran over, rammed me with all the force he could muster, and then shot the cum into my pussy. I wanted him-I didn’t know what it was I wanted, but I wanted him. He saw this, and started to stroke his length. Dear Lady Viola,
I hear you’re a beauty to behold, and it would be gracious if you blessed me with your company at my ball.
