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Farewell My Panties
(by Eve Adorer)
Chapter 1 ? Tangle
New Edingow City, New Edingow State, USA, sometime when?..
A night out comes rare for busy cops. But we hadda community goin? down the precinct and we would take in a beer and a strip-joint whenever we could get it together.
The chick on stage was teriff. She had brown eyes, petit nose, a stardust of freckles, generous lips, and a look that said ?I?m beautiful? and told no more than truth too.
She was up on her tiptop-tiptoe full time in pirouette booties with toecaps squared, so she didn?t never put her goddam dainty feet flat ground. She musta trained some classic ballet judgin? by her legs, and did she have legs and how and wow!
The honey swung her buns as her middle swivelled wicked wand wave, her ass messagin? morse for a spankin? and remorse?s kisses when you?d blacked and blued it with the firm hand it was beggin? for.
Up top she was thirty-eight-DD and they were as natural as nature as they went their own ways with her inspirational gyratin?. They was pulsin? pumpin? and near poppin? from her quarter-cup bra.
She had the face of an angel, black hair up ponytail and waftin? whirled wide like a whip, as she waved her head side-to-side pretend robot, while the rest of her stunnin? body jigged dance crazy under it, her legs steppin? a stomp so wickedly fast that they were just a shapely blur, as she forwarded and backwarded on the stage, and then spun on one toe-tip to give us a generous of the rear of her doin? the same, like she had itchin? powder in her beelzebub.
Farewell My Panties
(by
Eve Adorer)
Chapter 1 ? Tangle
New
A night out comes rare for
busy cops. But we hadda community goin? down the precinct and we would take in
a beer and a strip-joint whenever we could get it together.
The chick on stage was
teriff. She had brown eyes, petit nose, a stardust of
freckles, generous lips, and a look that said ?I?m beautiful? and told no more
than truth too.
She was up on her
tiptop-tiptoe full time in pirouette booties with toecaps squared, so she
didn?t never put her goddam dainty feet flat ground. She musta trained some
classic ballet judgin? by her legs, and did she have legs and how and wow!
The honey swung her buns as
her middle swivelled wicked wand wave, her ass messagin? morse
for a spankin? and remorse?s kisses when you?d blacked and blued it with the
firm hand it was beggin? for.
Up top she was
thirty-eight-DD and they were as natural as nature as they went their own ways
with her inspirational gyratin?. They was pulsin?
pumpin? and near poppin? from her quarter-cup bra.
She had the face of an angel, black hair up ponytail and waftin? whirled wide like a whip, as she waved her head side-to-side pretend robot, while the rest of her stunnin? body jigged dance crazy under it, her legs steppin? a stomp so wickedly fast that they were just a shapely blur, as she forwarded and backwarded on the stage, and then spun on one toe-tip to give us a generous of the rear of her doin? the same, like she had itchin? powder in her beelzebub.