I look at him and smirk ;)
DAD=you're not serious are you? You don't mean you want to try anything crazy with someone do you?
ME=i have been hard ever since you and uncle did what you did
. .
Read more. “Very well, I shall summon Geoffrey, shall we say tomorrow, two of the clock, shall we meet here?”
I thought of the fragrant Miss Fanshawe that evening when I took my ease with Maisey my upstairs maid, I imagined it was Miss Fanshawe’s lips around my member not Maiseys, that it was Miss Fanshawe’s moans from the intrusion of my fingers and her moans when I twisted her teats. “Better an old mans darling than a young man’s drudge,” Miss Fanshawe muttered as she dabbed her parts with a kerchief, “But young boys are so childish, I need a man!”
“Put her down Brabbinger,” I ordered as Brabbinger showed no inclination to cease hs pounding
I look at him and smirk ;)
DAD=you're not serious are you? You don't mean you want to try anything crazy with someone do you?
ME=i have been hard ever since you and uncle did what you did
. .
Read more. “Very well, I shall summon Geoffrey, shall we say tomorrow, two of the clock, shall we meet here?”
I thought of the fragrant Miss Fanshawe that evening when I took my ease with Maisey my upstairs maid, I imagined it was Miss Fanshawe’s lips around my member not Maiseys, that it was Miss Fanshawe’s moans from the intrusion of my fingers and her moans when I twisted her teats. “Better an old mans darling than a young man’s drudge,” Miss Fanshawe muttered as she dabbed her parts with a kerchief, “But young boys are so childish, I need a man!”
“Put her down Brabbinger,” I ordered as Brabbinger showed no inclination to cease hs pounding
I look at him and smirk ;)
DAD=you're not serious are you? You don't mean you want to try anything crazy with someone do you?
ME=i have been hard ever since you and uncle did what you did
. .
Read more. “Very well, I shall summon Geoffrey, shall we say tomorrow, two of the clock, shall we meet here?”
I thought of the fragrant Miss Fanshawe that evening when I took my ease with Maisey my upstairs maid, I imagined it was Miss Fanshawe’s lips around my member not Maiseys, that it was Miss Fanshawe’s moans from the intrusion of my fingers and her moans when I twisted her teats. “Better an old mans darling than a young man’s drudge,” Miss Fanshawe muttered as she dabbed her parts with a kerchief, “But young boys are so childish, I need a man!”
“Put her down Brabbinger,” I ordered as Brabbinger showed no inclination to cease hs pounding
