by Don Juan QuixoteHenrietta stood on her porch sweeping…The prairie was dark and windy, as if it were about to rain…Out in the distance she could see a lone horseback rider making his way to her cabin. She’d not seen a soul in months…Her husband had left 6 months earlier...
and draw me to you,
as your legs rise, wafting your airy skirt.
hold it through liquid breath and cutting tongues
hold it as I caress your stocking tops
hold it as I pull back your zip
hold it as your blouse parts
and I reach the clip within –
As your breasts lunge into...
Being a dirty old man, a sailor and red blooded all American male I cannot help but think naughty thoughts about all the sexy ladies on EP. So many breast, butts and ******* that our wonderful ladies put show for us guys. Some of our ladies are shy, some are a little more daring...