The Author's Hangout Vending Machine

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and tho' delicate and frail it's what she needs to be held together.

I put in a soft pillow as she kneel's at Sir's feet..

and the Master's hand rests on her head, holding her cheek close to his thigh.

I put in a riding-boot clad leg pressed against a captured nymph's hip...
 
and the Master's hand rests on her head, holding her cheek close to his thigh.

I put in a riding-boot clad leg pressed against a captured nymph's hip...

and the scent of leather and him makes her ache in the most wicked of ways.

I put in a whispered plea of a wanton nymph..
 
and the scent of leather and him makes her ache in the most wicked of ways.

I put in a whispered plea of a wanton nymph..

and a subtle pull on the gossamer turns her head towards him while tilting it back.

I put in his lips descending to meet hers upturned...
 
and it's drawn in to him, giving him the strength to fulfil her.

I put in a belt undone to offer and demand...

and he hears her softly whispered "Thank you Sir" as she kisses his boot.

I put in a pearly clip to hold her hair to the side giving his belt free reign on her skin..
 
and he hears her softly whispered "Thank you Sir" as she kisses his boot.

I put in a pearly clip to hold her hair to the side giving his belt free reign on her skin..

and the gasp with each pale pink welt heats the fluids that course through him.

I put in a blood-engorged swelling at his root...
 
and it beckon's her for attention.

I put in a glossy lipped seduction from a pink and heated girl..

and you get a Master whose knees may bend.

I put in a command more moaned than ordered...


(Unfortunately, I must leave now...again, though, Cherry, again would be delightful...)
 
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