| Past private, pristine panties to parted pink petals of pulsatile perfection, I pause to ponder the primed pursing prize which proclaims its perfused promise of puddling pleasure and prays the precipitant presence of my proud probe prone to prolific propulsion. But my pertinacious poise to postpone my predacious pounce and prolong my pet’s pining for prompt penetration is precluded by her persistent pretty-please pleas, which prevail to prod the plunge posthaste of my portly pizzle into her pliant portal of plush plenty. |
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