Spin her out of her house orbit and then she grew fondest as her territory she thrust out for the methodology of the ramrod, and tiny bells and xylophone of her nerve endings began once again, for her soul leapt through her breast at the peak of her climax
Like a flower bending over to hug a wind blown leaf she was a planet of havoc splintering into bursts; wells frothy of that whelps of mortal delight most potent indeed; a little more nose and guzzling and taking her quick in between his own upper and lower lips
Such as taking her deep, such as putting that little putter gripping hard between his pendulous sags of branching balls, so from holding on to raw earthy pleasure sickness of the soul went away; I'm saying in those correct stipulated corners and all over, cuz to mine her again and again she his handy treatment received and life so dulcet ramified and again to ratify over again; no matter of a note of protest she made but she made oars for her kayak and spreed over the clouds like birds in the sky