Cupid Of Gold - Page 15/24

"Enjoying me blokes poppet. Good Good they are a nice contrast for ya a bit of gentle with what I shall be bloody well sharing with ya." Turning her head as he enters her field of vision laying a sleek braided black and red bullwhip down. He reaches for his collar and shucks the coat on to dirt that clouds around him as he rolls his shoulders to remove the pinstriped vest that covers his rippling chest. Once done he pulls suspenders back onto his shoulders doffing his top hat to her. She never took her eyes off this disturbing sensual individual she shivers moaning in response to the liquid heat spreading under talented fingers lacing her fingers into raven locks as I feel myself start to quicken.

"Back off now gents if I let her have that little death it will be as I take the authentic one." His grin finally reaches his eyes as they abandon her breathless she curls to her side empty wanting. "Aye she is ready for a taste of her warmth now be ya not me poppet. Take her to the edge and hang her off the side." He waves a clawed hand as he grabs his whip and she is spun around and shoved over a now hovering giant marshmallow. The wonder twins each hook an arm under her shoulders laying on their stomachs licking gorgeous lips as they wait.