Based on "Winter" by William ShakespeareWhen ghastly melons guard the door,And coloured sugars come by the bag,And fields of grass wear green no more,And leaves begin to wilt and sag. When the bones of nature litter our floor,Then Jack grows into a witchly hag,Makeup and wig Come out at last, While greedy children knock at the gate.When days grow short and nights. "What! This just keeps getting better. Who is he?" I don't know. I was hoping you might know him. His name is justin. He is the slave of Sir Gerald. Paige, he is the most beautiful man I have ever seen. I can't get him out of my mind. And the bad thing is my Master knows. He talked about him last night when we were together."Paige motioned for Caitlin to start running again in an attempt to get out of answering her question about the young man she had inquired about. Paige definitely knew who. I felt Sarah trust into my cock and her hand started to rub my hard on over my jeans. “I want to get your cock out” She said to me “But I’m scared the builder might come down”. I looked at her and was thinking the same but as a 24 year old I want to get my dick sucked so I turned to the side unzipped and pulled out my rock hard cock. “Holy shit” I heard her say, “You’re fucking hard!” I smiled and pulled her in to continue making out with her. She grabbed on to my cock and started to jerk me.Read More
