When I tried to roll him off my back, he stirred.
"Hold on there," he levered himself off of me, but grabbed me around the waist and hauled me to my feet. "I'm not done with you yet."
Then he picked me up and slapped my back against the wall. I wrapped my legs around his waist just before he impaled me.
It was time to start plotting. Time to figure out how I was going to convince this man he needed more power.He rotated his hips as he drove his cock into me, and I got an idea...
14 comments:
I can see from the look on your face that you are DEEP in thought.
Something deep is certainly going on...
(I thought I looked kind of bored)
Bored? I thought that was your standard sexy / steamy / sultry look.
Oops, disregard. I didn't say a thing...
You're right, that's my sexy / steamy / sultry look.
I have to head to clients today. I hope I don't miss the next installment!
Don't know when I'll get around to posting it, but it'll be here whenever you return, Bax.
You're up! Good morning!
I know. The blogs not going anywhere. But there's a certain thrill when you're the first in new territory...
lol...
So tell me, since I don't have it ready to post, when will you be back?
Don't worry about it. I might not be back until the end of business today. I chose a gloomy and rainy day to spend a day calculating sales tax.
Post when you will. I'll happily read it when I get home tonight.
Have a g'day, madam!
You know I will. I'd say the same to you, but I know you won't. You could try anyway...
Taxes aren't quite as exciting as your adventures. That's why your blog is so fun to read.
That's because I'm a twisted genius. You keep coming back to see what bizarre idea I've come up with next...
Or maybe it's the sex. ;-)
Strewth that Regomar's a machine! Looks like someone slipped a few blue pills in his cornflakes.
Heh, believe me honey, he doesn't need that kind of help.
But, there's something to be said for those little beauties...
Post a Comment