Hold me tightly
June 15, 2011
At the Funfair my favorite machine to play is the claw, I love to pay money to watch soft toys being felt up. Never grabbed! that’s not my style, just a light brushing … electric with desire, like in a romance novel set in the 18th century.
“Why, Mr. Paul, I do believe that was your pneumatic finger caressing my well stuffed posterior”
“Oh, my dear, if I were but a richer man, then I may one day sweep you from this place and make you my own, but I am of modest means and our gentle embrace is all we will ever have, farewell my love, may we someday meet at the same side of the glass”
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