charged

blamed

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-a giggle-

That’s all Ffolks

-out-

You prowl towards her and she, whether deliberately or instinctively like the prey she is, steps back as if to keep a distance between you, even as your long stride closes that space in less time than it would have taken for a great cat to pounce.

Her name is like a dirty little secret on your lips, and she shivers to hear you say it like that, to see your eyes drink her in again as if she were already undressed. A blush may paint her cheeks, but she doesn’t back down or even look away like she might have done before.

Gaze drifting over you, and every bit as bold as yours, as you stop a handspan away from her. All the better to lift your hands and slowly, deftly, pop the buttons of her blouse. “Then you had best rectify that, Tommy…”

Not Thomas. Tommy. Your name, that name, no slip of the tongue but a very deliberate choice. As if you were in any doubt as to who she wanted tonight to bed her tonight.

Maybe she should say your name three times, like a summoning, just to be sure...

You step into her, scraping your beard across her cheek as you pour your words into her ear and slide her blouse and jacket down to bare her shoulders, and her breath rushes out at the nearness of you.

Whatever you had in mind was likely all she had been able to think about since Elsie had returned with your note confirming everything for this weekend had been arranged, and that you would see her here. That achingly impersonal meeting in the Gardens had barely been a taste of you, and it had only made the hunger worse.

“Although, I am not the only one overdressed.” You can hear the smile in her voice as her hands reach up to tug loose your tie, her fingers impatient as she draws it free and lets it drop. It had barely fallen to the floor before she’s pushing your jacket back, the sleeves catching in the crook of your elbows.

RHG

Rams Her Good

chuckles softly nodding a moment...

"i love how they say it is bite proof and tear proof.....it may be for the different types of dogs...but some can destroy it just the same that is for sure...."

You prowl towards her and she, whether deliberately or instinctively like the prey she is, steps back as if to keep a distance between you, even as your long stride closes that space in less time than it would have taken for a great cat to pounce.

Her name is like a dirty little secret on your lips, and she shivers to hear you say it like that, to see your eyes drink her in again as if she were already undressed. A blush may paint her cheeks, but she doesn’t back down or even look away like she might have done before.

Gaze drifting over you, and every bit as bold as yours, as you stop a handspan away from her. All the better to lift your hands and slowly, deftly, pop the buttons of her blouse. “Then you had best rectify that, Tommy…”

Not Thomas. Tommy. Your name, that name, no slip of the tongue but a very deliberate choice. As if you were in any doubt as to who she wanted tonight to bed her tonight.

Maybe she should say your name three times, like a summoning, just to be sure...

You step into her, scraping your beard across her cheek as you pour your words into her ear and slide her blouse and jacket down to bare her shoulders, and her breath rushes out at the nearness of you.

Whatever you had in mind was likely all she had been able to think about since Elsie had returned with your note confirming everything for this weekend had been arranged, and that you would see her here. That achingly impersonal meeting in the Gardens had barely been a taste of you, and it had only made the hunger worse.

“Although, I am not the only one overdressed.” You can hear the smile in her voice as her hands reach up to tug loose your tie, her fingers impatient as she draws it free and lets it drop. It had barely fallen to the floor before she’s pushing your jacket back, the sleeves catching in the crook of your elbows.

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Ok, so what makes it kinky?

or may be Daddy

having a shower ... may be sis would like to join in

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He actually ended up completely destroying the cage

I had an orthopedic mattress
For Kodybear

Kaos destroying it when he came

Was supposed to be tear and bite proof
They had never met Kaos

Lol

waves to Boe, jilly, couch1, sharko..Copper, vaash..n rest of rattlers

poofs to find diet soda n work

culpable

waves to Boe, jilly, couch1, sharko..Cooper, vaash..n rest of rattlers

poofs to find diet soda n work

guilty

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innocent