Based on "The Eagle" by Alfred, Lord TennysonOn paveme...t he hobbles, too great a height;A flower that blooms in deepest of night, His corset ringed in far too tight.Panicked beats in his heart race;Clownish colour adorns his face,His heart and sleeve are wreathed in lace.***"Halloween" -->Based on "Winter" by William ShakespeareWhen ghastly melons guard the door,And coloured sugars come by the. Hopefully this would get me back into Town before the light failed entirely.I had arranged to meet Angela in a pub called the Lord Nelson, named for Norfolk's most famous son. I was early and slipped into the warmth of the snug Saloon Bar, which was already starting to fill with lunchtime drinkers. Listening to the accents, it was obvious that few locals patronised the place at weekends. Most of the people were 'second homers', up from London, as I was. I ordered a pint of Adnam's Best Bitter. I moved down her tummy, not as trim as it used to be but familiar, and she thrust her pelvis forward in anticipation and laid her head back on the cushion. I opened her robe the rest of the way and pushed her knees gently open. I kissed my way up one thigh, breathed gently on her mound and kissed my way down the other. She spread her legs and held her breath. Dragging the tip of my tongue along her sensitive inner thigh, I kissed and nibbled her freshly shaven outer labia. They were just. Taylor was on her and pushed her against it, leaning down and kissing the red lips of Selena passionately. Selena had to moan, a muffled sound as they made out unashamedly. Taylor was the one who broke off a kiss. Her face hovered right in front of Selena's, but Taylor's eyes roamed over the tight body of her good friend. “Are you wearing it? Did you wear it all night long?”, she asked, the shaky arousal clearly audible in her voice despite her attempts to sound ice-cold and stern. Selena only.Read More
