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johndoe7

Lord of the Manor Part 4

Lord Thomas directs a naughty play.

When Catharine returned to the Manor from her rendezvous with the stablehand, she was greeted by one of the newly hired kitchen staff. After Richard had departed from her meadow cottage, she had washed her privates of his fragrant sperm to avoid suspicion and worked briefly on some knitting lest she arrive too closely behind her lover. She was stiff from their coupling. Richard's cock was not as big as her husband's thick...

Narcissus

Don't Get Me Wrong

Thoughts on an ex-Valentine.

I find that when I'm lost I miss your voice. I miss your smile, your pretend style your banter. I miss your laughter It's been a while. I miss your conversation I miss your look, I miss that motivation. That concentration as you cooked for me. (When you cooked for me.) I miss your chatter, I miss your smell. I miss the way I'm still half-way under your spell. I miss the way you took yourself away. I miss the memories of y...