Miss Goody Two Shoes
His flanks beneath her hands, tight with anticipation and flush with heat, the skin ivory smooth.
Although in all honesty, and greedy fantasies aside, what was happening now was almost on the brink of being too much. It was like some weird semi-pornographic fairy tale. A spell she was going to break at any moment when he saw her finery was nothing but ashes and her carriage a pumpkin. Not that this was the sort of thing that happened in the Brothers Grimm. Even taking into account all the Oh no, real fairy tales are dark, man, dark bullshit.
And then she saw his cock and the nervous babbling in her brain snapped off as if she’d hit a switch. Just. Um. Wow.
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