Vick and Viola

“sorry, I tease a lot. I don’t usually get visitors that often, do me a favor and deal with my bad jokes pretty please?” � � � …Was this the demon I expected to be here? This 5’3 looking girl that appeared around my age gave me this tease of a look as if she wasn’t worried by how taken back I was because that’s how she wanted me. She looked at me with golden yellow eyes that would pierce into you and destroy your perception of time if you let it with a face that said I didn’t have luck making her scared of anything. She had cherry red hair that could amateur dance in any direction completely independent from each other strain of hair and still ended up dancing as one with a pony tail on top that looks like it gave way on purpose to let the hair do what it wants. Her body had a weird balance of slender and shape that almost shaved didn’t make sense with a calm pink tint to her skin as if it was a complement to her hair as it curved like a metaphor for the perfect story line. She smiled and placed her hands on her hips to turn around just enough to show me where those lines ended as I watched them wrap and hold her butt cheeks in place to make it defy gravity all nice and plump. Her legs were slender yet shapely, like if you paid close attention you skinny could see the details of muscle that imprinted on her leg as it eventually dominated thick enough to carry her ass. she was teen wearing a vans sk8 hi black, red and checkered pattern on the bottom pair of sneakers with Japanese writing written all over it with red socks that didn’t quite escape the height of the shoe while wearing a extra short ripped pair of jean booty shorts with a sleeveless summer belly shirt that said “run while you still can” Hardcore on the front of her open boozem. AND HER BREAST, her breast made everything I said about her into a podium meant to worship two perfect circles that looked like would fight for dominance if they couldn’t invade their surrounding free space wrapped nice and snug in the shirt I mentioned. � “*giggle* that was quit the story Kevin, have you ever thought about poetry?” � “how-how did you know I was…” � “oh it’s quit alright, I know what my body tells people, I’m used to it… plus, you were just staring at me for a whole two minutes.” She said putting her hand to her mouth not trying too hard to hold back a laugh. � “so, Kevin, ever read any Don’io [Don-yo]?” � “um no, I'll be completely honest I never even heard of him” “that’s a shame, most people don't” “what was he about?” She agreed. She dropped the pair of panties and nothing seemed to happen. I jerked when I realized there was more than one other person in the room. “Nice try, Princess.” King Dreus laughed. It didn’t take long for it to kick in. It felt like itching and burning all at once, like poison ivy and stinging nettle mixed together and intensified beyond the worst rash in the world. Sermons? I would make sure they had a world they could be happy living in. I lay on top of her, sweaty, gasping, feeling fresh sobs wrack her body, and I realized even this hadn’t been enough. She just stood there staring and pointed to the towel lying on her bed. Eventually, I led everyone back into the house. Jan had been amateur very quiet in the car after we left Sally and Peter’s home; it wasn’t until we reached the outskirts of Mt. Barker before she started to speak asking me how I enjoyed the spa. Bloodhound, Bird, and Rhino stopped as they stared far off into the distance at the sight of a familiar glow in the darkness, one far too large to be among the smaller heaps they had been seeing scattered throughout the woods. I am going to have to order take out more often when I get home. The way he felt against her drove her wild. I was sad that he ended up having to extend his work and I know he wanted to come home to us really bad, he was actually mad because of it. She burst around the corner and spotted her son ahead. She had been a free woman for so long that it was hard for her to adjust to being back in this position. This Hardcore is what I was afraid teen of. shaved I ate dinner in my room, pretending I had skinny homework. I pointed to a really cute red strappy number on the display. “I’m the shithead of the family. “Strange law,” she mumbled, a little embarrassed by my compliment. She whispered, “Oh, baby, make my dreams come true.” I began to lick her outer part of her clit and she took her two fingers and parted it open to reveal the most beautiful pink pussy I have ever seen. I thought to myself as I looked down at her enticing snatch.