Her lust-filled eyes locked onto his own and he knew that he had her, she had surrendered.
Within a moment she was sauntering across the living room floor to where he sat on the couch, dropping obediently to her knees between his legs.
He saw something so mature, so evolved and advanced within her, and she loved that he wasn’t uptight about the difference in age. You can keep them on if you like, just get over here and let me use that mouth before we meet up with your friends.
author: Dark Templar content codes: [mf, blowjob, facefucking, cunilingus, cons, anal, younger/older] celebrity: Maisie Williams [Game of Thrones] disclaimer: The following story is completely fictional and would obviously never happen in real life.his story is entirely fictional and is in no way connected with the subject.The power of his cock was getting to her, and she had to worship him properly.Before the teasing was too much to bear, he felt her slender fingers hook into the waistband of his boxers, at the same time he lifted his ass so she could pull them off in one swift motion.Once again, time on the clock was ticking away and Maisie Williams was taking an eternity to get herself ready.
Of the few, and I do mean very few, drawbacks to dating a celebrity, one of them was that every social outing required several hours of preparation, moreso than even the most vain, average female citizen.
This story contains adult material and is only suitable for people over the age of 18. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious.
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She was such a sexy, raven-haired little nymph at her core, and it was never more apparent than when she pranced around freely in her bra and panties.
The way her jet black hair danced over the milky white flesh of her back, that was when he admired and loved her most, despite the eight year difference in age between them. I haven’t even been dressed and you’re trying to get me out of my knickers already! “Now, now, I didn’t say anything about that, did I?
Maisie scooted forward, inching as close as she could to him without getting in his lap.