06-03-2015, 07:54 AM
Nasal passages breath him in, her master's musk smells home, the gemstone ridge taints her insides. ivories snap at him as her diadem swings upwards. ebony nape swivelling around to reach for him as ivories graze his barrel.
I will give you hell, master. I promise you that.
Orbs swell in her cranium as she swings to her bodice, rolling up and onto weary appendages she wobbles firstly and gets up, craning her nape over to her alabaster master. flints dance a bit on the terra firm as she snakes closer, idolising him from beneath.
Should I feel honoured you came to my side? To feel honoured you are here with me? Isn't it you who should feel honoured I came with you in the first place? What is it, Master, what is it I shall give you, anything and everything.
laugh resounds from labia as femme swings around and dances to the left and the right. weary appendages firstly, they buckle and femme falls again but she gets back up.
I dance for you even when broken. a marionette, my master holds my strings.
she dances, she fails. femme ups and atoms and pushes herself close to him, feeling his pelt against her. her labia run along his nape, lipping at cascading tresses.
I give you everything you want. It all. Just promise I mean more to you than make out. Do you care for me, Master? Do you care for me at all?
I will give you hell, master. I promise you that.
Orbs swell in her cranium as she swings to her bodice, rolling up and onto weary appendages she wobbles firstly and gets up, craning her nape over to her alabaster master. flints dance a bit on the terra firm as she snakes closer, idolising him from beneath.
Should I feel honoured you came to my side? To feel honoured you are here with me? Isn't it you who should feel honoured I came with you in the first place? What is it, Master, what is it I shall give you, anything and everything.
laugh resounds from labia as femme swings around and dances to the left and the right. weary appendages firstly, they buckle and femme falls again but she gets back up.
I dance for you even when broken. a marionette, my master holds my strings.
she dances, she fails. femme ups and atoms and pushes herself close to him, feeling his pelt against her. her labia run along his nape, lipping at cascading tresses.
I give you everything you want. It all. Just promise I mean more to you than make out. Do you care for me, Master? Do you care for me at all?