[The part of Beast played by the perfectly beastly Rollerboy]
My torrid affair with Dana actually comprised two separate liaisons. Lacking time to spare, I excused myself to carry out the important business of ravishing the winsome Emily.
“Where are you going?” Dana inquired, curious.
“I can’t tell you that, it’s a secret.”
“I won’t tell anyone,” she pouted, attempting to coax the name of her rival from my lips.
“Well, you *are* blonde...”
“Not a natural one," she cooed. I verified her claim to my satisfaction.
Nevertheless, a gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell. Not without a keyboard.
And so I departed to find my Emily.
As Beasts are wont to do, I laid in wait for the charming coed, knowing she would soon return from her evening classes. Plucking her from her carriage, I carried her off to my Tower intent on having my wild, wicked, way with the lass.
A blonde and blue waif, with ivory skin, and small shapely breasts with pert nipples, I find her quite lovely. She looks like Kelly from “Beverly Hills 90210,” with a little Tori Spelling mixed in. If lesbians could procreate, Emily would be the love child of Kelly and Tori.
Chemistry, I’ve been told, is volatile and unpredictable. Though ordinarily unassuming shy and modest, Emily can suddenly ignite, as if she were a woman, and not my sweet darling schoolgirl. My shy chatterbox, chirping away in her quiet voice about the illusory nature of Time…she makes me smile. Without warning, she shoves me onto my back, kissing me hard.
“What the??” thought the startled Beast.
“Don’t you dare tell anyone!” she admonished.
“Don’t worry, darling, who would I tell?”
If Dana gave me the best CBJ, Emily gave me the best oral, period. It was a thing of beauty, watching my shaft slide in and out of her pretty, 20 year old mouth, feeling her lips touching against the head, no part of my manhood escaped her talented attention.
Beast does not live on the spoken word alone, no matter how eloquent; so after thoroughly enjoying her oral talents, I commanded her to assume a submissive position. She squealed with delight as I entered her lithe, young body. Her beautiful, tight round buns proved perfect for my doggy style. The main event was, naturally, safely covered.
We went at it for almost three hours, all told, long enough that I nearly returned late to Dana’s sweet embrace!!
My torrid affair with Dana actually comprised two separate liaisons. Lacking time to spare, I excused myself to carry out the important business of ravishing the winsome Emily.
“Where are you going?” Dana inquired, curious.
“I can’t tell you that, it’s a secret.”
“I won’t tell anyone,” she pouted, attempting to coax the name of her rival from my lips.
“Well, you *are* blonde...”
“Not a natural one," she cooed. I verified her claim to my satisfaction.
Nevertheless, a gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell. Not without a keyboard.
And so I departed to find my Emily.As Beasts are wont to do, I laid in wait for the charming coed, knowing she would soon return from her evening classes. Plucking her from her carriage, I carried her off to my Tower intent on having my wild, wicked, way with the lass.
A blonde and blue waif, with ivory skin, and small shapely breasts with pert nipples, I find her quite lovely. She looks like Kelly from “Beverly Hills 90210,” with a little Tori Spelling mixed in. If lesbians could procreate, Emily would be the love child of Kelly and Tori.
Chemistry, I’ve been told, is volatile and unpredictable. Though ordinarily unassuming shy and modest, Emily can suddenly ignite, as if she were a woman, and not my sweet darling schoolgirl. My shy chatterbox, chirping away in her quiet voice about the illusory nature of Time…she makes me smile. Without warning, she shoves me onto my back, kissing me hard.
“What the??” thought the startled Beast.
“Don’t you dare tell anyone!” she admonished.
“Don’t worry, darling, who would I tell?”
If Dana gave me the best CBJ, Emily gave me the best oral, period. It was a thing of beauty, watching my shaft slide in and out of her pretty, 20 year old mouth, feeling her lips touching against the head, no part of my manhood escaped her talented attention.
Beast does not live on the spoken word alone, no matter how eloquent; so after thoroughly enjoying her oral talents, I commanded her to assume a submissive position. She squealed with delight as I entered her lithe, young body. Her beautiful, tight round buns proved perfect for my doggy style. The main event was, naturally, safely covered.
We went at it for almost three hours, all told, long enough that I nearly returned late to Dana’s sweet embrace!!
