for amatomnes : OPERATION QUEEB
Who:
Kuroro Lucifer crossrequiem
Hitagi Senjougahara tsundra
Gareki nohugspls
What: Library shenanigans. Queeb being the word of the day. "Accidental" video post.
Why: Because we can.
Reference Quotes
And the sight of the huge cock the knight is holding in his right hand as he shakes off the last few drops of pee is even more dazzling.
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I don’t need to pee any more. Now I just need to get laid.
The knight gives me a knowing smile, and jiggles his giant cock in my direction. “You look like a fair maiden in need of a good visit from the codpiece,” he says.
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I don’t even know what century I’m in right now. And I don’t care. All I care about is getting Gorgeous Mystery Knight’s giant codpiece up my twat in a hurry.
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Another couple flicks of my knight’s supple wrists, and I find myself naked and thrown headfirst over the wooden bench, my ass sticking straight up in the air. Gorgeous Knight, fully clothed, spreads my butt cheeks wide, whips his giant cock out of his breeches, and takes me from behind.
…
We continue to fuck doggy-style over the bench for several minutes. . . . I buck up against him hard mid-thrust, tipping him off balance. Once he’s lost his footing, I pull myself off his cock - my cunt makes a disappointed queeb sound as we separate…I come two more times when I spin myself around and around on his cock like a top, and take the last few strokes down from the rear.
___
“Everything you see and feel is real, milady,” my knight says, caressing my bare back with his hands. “That, I promise you. If you desire proof, you only need consider the three very real climaxes you just had in your lady-softness.”
My eyes fly wide. “How did you know I came three times?”
He grins wider. “Your lady-softness told me herself when she was wrapped round my codpiece.”
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And ‘tis time for us to partake of Pleasure’s fruit again, milady. My codpiece has desired your lady-softness all day long.”
___
His erection is enormous - pointing at an almost 90-degree angle up towards his chin - and his glans is sweating buckets of happy juice.
___
The walls of my vag vibrate and pulse at warp speed, and my labia are so swollen, they pound out a drumbeat as they slap up and down against the length of Lord Verdigris’ cock.
___
I’m suddenly beginning to appreciate the saying, “once you’ve gone lesbo, you never go back.” . . . Just when I think it can’t get any more intense, Mabel plunges her arm into me well past her wrist….I’ve got ladyfingers stuck up both ends. And I’m loving it.
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“As a matter of fact we do,” I say. “My friend over here” - I point at Lord Verdigris - “is from Philadelphia, and he and I have a bet to settle before we scope out any property for Mr. Trump. And I’ve decided that we’ll settle the bet with a game of Yo’ Mama. Winner takes all. I need some street-smart guys to judge the game. Y’all up for that?”
The gangbangers laugh, slap hands, and nod. “Hell, yeah,” says their leader.
“We always got time for a game o’ Yo’ Mama. Which one o’ y’all gonna start?”
…
Lord Verdigris holds up his hand. “I require no explanation, Lady Louisa. We play a version of this game in my own time. The game ‘tis as ancient as the Romans.”
The gangbangers stare at him. “Damn, dat dude talk funny,” one of them says.
“He don’t sound like he from no Philly, neither,” another says.
Kuroro Lucifer crossrequiem
Hitagi Senjougahara tsundra
Gareki nohugspls
What: Library shenanigans. Queeb being the word of the day. "Accidental" video post.
Why: Because we can.
Reference Quotes
And the sight of the huge cock the knight is holding in his right hand as he shakes off the last few drops of pee is even more dazzling.
___
I don’t need to pee any more. Now I just need to get laid.
The knight gives me a knowing smile, and jiggles his giant cock in my direction. “You look like a fair maiden in need of a good visit from the codpiece,” he says.
___
I don’t even know what century I’m in right now. And I don’t care. All I care about is getting Gorgeous Mystery Knight’s giant codpiece up my twat in a hurry.
___
Another couple flicks of my knight’s supple wrists, and I find myself naked and thrown headfirst over the wooden bench, my ass sticking straight up in the air. Gorgeous Knight, fully clothed, spreads my butt cheeks wide, whips his giant cock out of his breeches, and takes me from behind.
…
We continue to fuck doggy-style over the bench for several minutes. . . . I buck up against him hard mid-thrust, tipping him off balance. Once he’s lost his footing, I pull myself off his cock - my cunt makes a disappointed queeb sound as we separate…I come two more times when I spin myself around and around on his cock like a top, and take the last few strokes down from the rear.
___
“Everything you see and feel is real, milady,” my knight says, caressing my bare back with his hands. “That, I promise you. If you desire proof, you only need consider the three very real climaxes you just had in your lady-softness.”
My eyes fly wide. “How did you know I came three times?”
He grins wider. “Your lady-softness told me herself when she was wrapped round my codpiece.”
___
And ‘tis time for us to partake of Pleasure’s fruit again, milady. My codpiece has desired your lady-softness all day long.”
___
His erection is enormous - pointing at an almost 90-degree angle up towards his chin - and his glans is sweating buckets of happy juice.
___
The walls of my vag vibrate and pulse at warp speed, and my labia are so swollen, they pound out a drumbeat as they slap up and down against the length of Lord Verdigris’ cock.
___
I’m suddenly beginning to appreciate the saying, “once you’ve gone lesbo, you never go back.” . . . Just when I think it can’t get any more intense, Mabel plunges her arm into me well past her wrist….I’ve got ladyfingers stuck up both ends. And I’m loving it.
___
“As a matter of fact we do,” I say. “My friend over here” - I point at Lord Verdigris - “is from Philadelphia, and he and I have a bet to settle before we scope out any property for Mr. Trump. And I’ve decided that we’ll settle the bet with a game of Yo’ Mama. Winner takes all. I need some street-smart guys to judge the game. Y’all up for that?”
The gangbangers laugh, slap hands, and nod. “Hell, yeah,” says their leader.
“We always got time for a game o’ Yo’ Mama. Which one o’ y’all gonna start?”
…
Lord Verdigris holds up his hand. “I require no explanation, Lady Louisa. We play a version of this game in my own time. The game ‘tis as ancient as the Romans.”
The gangbangers stare at him. “Damn, dat dude talk funny,” one of them says.
“He don’t sound like he from no Philly, neither,” another says.