Based on "A Dialogue between the Soul and Body" by Andrew MarvellSOUL: Oh, who can from this bear releaseA flowered soul who knows no peace?This meaty hand, this bulging arm,This weedy face which knows no. "Her only response was a grin of such amorality that Ray could only bite his lip before responding."I was a little excited about what could transpire tonight," he confessed.She smiled. It was a smile that caused her eyes to half shut. Her lips were red with lipstick. She looked intense and predatory. Ray was unsure if the look was natural or affected. But neither explanation could reduce the effect on him.Dana walked to him. She walked in a way that made her hips sway. She tiptoed and kissed. " Yes ... But..."I took her hand. "Tell me." Well, before and after games, we change." Yes?" And so all of us are in the locker room with no clothes on." Sounds exciting ... but I'll never get to see two dozen nude girls." Don't be a dork!" Sorry." And when I look, it's not just that I'm shortest, I've nothing ... uh ... on top." You mean some of the girls have bigger breasts?" All of them! All of them! I've no tits at all!" Rachel started to cry."Rache ... Rache ... you've seen my Mum in a tee. She has to learn how to keep house. So enjoy your time with your grandmother and see you in two weeks. Maybe three if she's still feeling poorly."After a few more exchanges James hung up the phone confident that his time with his daughter would not be interrupted. He dropped the phone onto a side table in the hallway and turned back toward the bedroom. His daughter's despairing cries was acting like catnip to his cock. He affixed an angry look on his face and lengthened his stride until he.Read More
