“Ah shut your rattle woman,” I said, “You know you want me lips wrapped round your nips sucking away till your juices flows and I rams me meat deep up your cunt!”
I grasped the front of her gown and forced it apart allowing her magnificent tits to spill out. “Can I kiss thee?” I asked. Like most folk back then she never wore no knickers, well they can’t pull em up with all them layers of skirts and that so it were pretty easy to take a look see and check her peach. “What you doing,” I shouted down to him. “Guide his cock in lass or we’ll be here all night,” I suggested. “Yes, it might be awkward,” she agreed, “But perhaps just a quiet wedding in the chapel in the village?”
“Fair enough,” I agreed, “Three weeks for Banns so does three weeks this Sunday suit thee?” Read 24858 times |
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