Nov 30, 2004 00:38
Pelennor Fields
Miranda/Dom (not like you think)
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Miranda fucked him like a man.
Never made him feel small, or insignificant.
She enjoyed him.
And she fucked him like a man.
Now when he hears the music, Fields of Pelennor, he hears her "ride with me!" and his reply "my lady!"
But he remembers her, coming up behind him. Undoing his clothes.
No lady, not Miranda. Holding him tightly his back against her chest her long fingers finding both nipples with one hand and the other hand moving from hard hot cock to full balls, softgently rolled in her palm till every cell in them sings, then fingers, long, slim, one at a time, into him until he arches back and she takes his mouth, having all of him from behind, his arms around her backwards locked behind her neck while one-handed she brings him to blinding blissful screaming orgasm.
When he came he screamed "Death!" and heard her answering octave-higher call.
"Death!"
arch kiss suck rub fingers fuck deep come shout
"Death!"
The battle of the Pelennor. Won by Miranda.
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