my lascivious glare

A bare twenty-two and naughty as sin, a sweet succulent blonde rushed to shimmy off her blue jeans in my bed. I bit my lip, smiling as I watched her white panties emerge, glad to discover Diana had gone half-past eager because I dared to make her wait. She fought her white socked foot in a crunch of denim and her big titties shook. I admired her full rounded dark nipples, tensing as she giggled at my lascivious glare. I drank a heady draught of her next revelations, as she let her lean thighs drift to reveal her pretty blonde pussy, so pink, so wet, and I anxiously kissed her pulsing excitement until Diana surrendered, forever mine.

Lord Malinov, Journals of Lord Malinov

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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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