Its me darlings, Lady Lynda:
When Miss Wanda Lust told me my gentleman friend, Seymour Toze, was making out with that disgusting Plastic Patty I immediately took the trolley to my beau’s abode. Got out at his stop. Rushed to his door, breathless, determined for justice. I furiously knocked on the door. No response. Then recalled his habit of leaving the door unlocked.I turned the doorknob and voila there I was in his foyer. Can you imagine the shock I felt I saw him in corpus delecti, intimately cavorting with that hussie Plastic Patty. She was so passive. She didn’t lift a finger to stop him. I took the matter into my own hands or should I say my feet. I was wearing my silver and black diagonally striped leather open toed spiked heels. In my fury, I pushed Seymour off of her. Then I instantly climbed on top of I started stomping her with my spiked heels. My goal was to pound into her how I felt. I wanted to make her hurt even more then that disastrous session with the acupuncturist.
I could literally feel her sinking feeling. Oh how I delighted when I heard her moans that slowing diminished into barely audible sighs. I felt like I was kicking the wind out of her. Then suddenly I felt my beau on top of me. He told me of his love for me. Next I knew I felt him sucking my ten succulent pretties. I experienced such mixed feelings. What I thought would teach him a lesson only made him want me even more. Yet I must confess thoroughly enjoyed what he was doing to me. I was so shamed yet simultaneously stimulated. Oh yes!!
Seymour Toze’s Paramour is so Plastic
December 29, 2011 by auntiecarol69
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