(An erotic rendition)
Position of grand he exclaimed loud proud he won fair square the wind high as a sail as he
Casting eyes of conceit upon himself he doth not wonder why they envy himself so would he
Looking at beautiful ladies of fair and some not so fair he smiled longer at these more more more
Watching blushes bud on cheekbones he tugged in his waistcoat and looked more admiringly at one plain flower in particular with eyes of hawkish look
Catching a hand of tremble in hand of large he kissed her palm with lingering kiss and swirl of tongue
Surprise shock filled face of bloom heat causing trembles of unknown to flower between legs of liquid
Head lowered in acquiesce she allowed a hungry hand to wander feel breasts of swollen need as he led to place of seclude
Coming to a house of lewd he lead her upstairs with eyes covered and hand squeezing derriére and had her open eyes of soft innocent wide
Looking at gaudy veils of scarlet red around circular bed he watched her eyes widen wide at images of copulation
Grinning with wolfish delight he came close behind her and begin to kiss and suckle her delicate skin behind ear
Looking at her with eyes of hood he watched her pulse increase with speed as he fondled breast of heavy response
Pushing aside item by item he kissed each inch of revealed skin until nipples of nectar stood straight and withdrew her shoulders shy
Laughing deep within he grasped her firm sucking hard soft until she begun to moan deep within her throat
Ripping aside her pantalets he plunged fingers of harsh hungry quest within listening to her moan of pain
Growling as if possessed he pushed three within holding her firm as she gently struggled to get away
Kissing away tears and fear he grasped hips with firm strong hands and impaled her on hard rod of starving hunger
Grinning he rode her on his shaft thrusting hard and heavy within channel of small opening her until she flowered puckered ripe
Her fear became distant as sounds of roar echoed through her ears becoming louder louder louder until she begin to scream scream clutching him closer closer as pleasure pain intermingled and became siren song
Twisting her this way and that he turned her back to him and lifted her with firm hands on hard rod of steel with her feet clenched on his thighs
Finally after eons became minutes of none to tell the play was done and entwined in arms of hard she slept and so did he
By Felicia McCaw
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