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16-07-2013, 10:47 AM
the stars finally aligned for the unnamed hero. he had been trying to see Cassie for what seemed like years. and it probably was..... in punter years. the lost soul, our hero, was on a mission. He had done the gfe scene for all eternity, and yet something was a miss. something much more raw. Primal even. something he was yet to experience.
Cassie by all counts was a girl that could make movies. tall. beautiful. seductive eyes. men would wage wars for lesser girls. in the bedroom, the dossier read like some rough porno. yet sprinkled between the hard edges, if you looked carefully enough you'd find she's also gfe.
it seemed today was the day that our hero was to find out if he could play on the diamond edge and not get cut. to experience pse.
The remit he gave Cassie was ''Break Me,fuck me. make cum. then fuck me somemore. make me your fuck toy''
the gods were playful that day. and they must roar with laughter. what the gods give with one hand the gods take with the other.
the hero was tired. a few datys before he was the arms of a Japanese goddess saki. the encounter had weakened him and sleepless nights followed.
fatigued he faced Cassie. tall and beautiful. disarmingly seductive. the battle would not be sung by poets. nor remembered for generations. they danced the pse dance. he was not familiar with the beat or the moves. she was gracious in leading the dance.
and so he found this dance was for different men. it was not for him. as he entered the cold of the night, a grin formed on his lips. the encounter was unique. memorable for sure. the soul satisfied in the experience.
and his boots carried him off to other adventures and experiences.
Cassie by all counts was a girl that could make movies. tall. beautiful. seductive eyes. men would wage wars for lesser girls. in the bedroom, the dossier read like some rough porno. yet sprinkled between the hard edges, if you looked carefully enough you'd find she's also gfe.
it seemed today was the day that our hero was to find out if he could play on the diamond edge and not get cut. to experience pse.
The remit he gave Cassie was ''Break Me,fuck me. make cum. then fuck me somemore. make me your fuck toy''
the gods were playful that day. and they must roar with laughter. what the gods give with one hand the gods take with the other.
the hero was tired. a few datys before he was the arms of a Japanese goddess saki. the encounter had weakened him and sleepless nights followed.
fatigued he faced Cassie. tall and beautiful. disarmingly seductive. the battle would not be sung by poets. nor remembered for generations. they danced the pse dance. he was not familiar with the beat or the moves. she was gracious in leading the dance.
and so he found this dance was for different men. it was not for him. as he entered the cold of the night, a grin formed on his lips. the encounter was unique. memorable for sure. the soul satisfied in the experience.
and his boots carried him off to other adventures and experiences.