I was startled, when after filled with warm water in my rectum, a greased plug was inserted and he lifted my left leg. I was shocked, when Miss Frothinglips knelt beside the table and pressed her lips to my soaked pussy. I came in an instant. She licked and sucked, tongue delving and teeth nibbling as orgasm after orgasm washed as my tummy gurgled and cramped. Gritting my teeth, I stumbled to the loo: Poised over the bowl, Mrs. Cleanknockers tugged the plug. I gushed. Upon my return, Miss Frothinglips was still kneeling—Mr. Jones-Smyth’s cock was down her throat.
You can go to this page which has links to all the complete previous chapters.
Wow. That brought a…um…smile to my…um…face this morning! I love it when you drop these bits in. They still take me by surprise – why, I don’t know. I should know they’re…um…coming. 😀
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Now what would be the point of writing something straightforward? You know how much I lurv surprising my readers. 🙂
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You NEVER write anything that is straightforward! And yes, I do know… works a treat for me. 😊
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I must have missed this post earlier. Glad that I found it though. Very hot!
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Thanks, missy. 🙂 You don’t have to like all my posts, although I love that you do so.
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I do like them all though. I have just been a bit slow the past few weeks. I thought that I’d seen everything on the reader but went to your site to check and had a lovely morning catching up 🙂
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Well, I can’t think of anything more lovely than a morning of spankings. 🙂 Thank you, my dear friend.
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