Much to her dismay, she opened the door to see a gray haired man sitting in a wheelchair.
. .
. They were dressed up as what I can only call “goth schoolgirl slut”. ”
She started quietly crying “You don’t understand
When I had finished my grooming routine, I went into the bedroom to find Chantelle, still naked, kneeling on the floor, her hand on her pussy, bringing herself off.
Come and spread thy silken cloak upon me,
No other raiment will I wear
But thy aethereal garment
Of darkness and sweet air!
O goddess of soft unhurried hours,
Mistress of warm and whispered love,
Guardian of peace unsullied,
Thy silver orb above
Solemnly proclaims thy reign established
Under the stars’ eternal light,
An empire devoted to
The revelries of Night. Unfathomed Night, thou conduit of dreams,
Veiled sister of the lucid Day,
For thee I long, for thee I wait
And for thy favour pray
.
Much to her dismay, she opened the door to see a gray haired man sitting in a wheelchair.
. .
. They were dressed up as what I can only call “goth schoolgirl slut”. ”
She started quietly crying “You don’t understand
When I had finished my grooming routine, I went into the bedroom to find Chantelle, still naked, kneeling on the floor, her hand on her pussy, bringing herself off.
Come and spread thy silken cloak upon me,
No other raiment will I wear
But thy aethereal garment
Of darkness and sweet air!
O goddess of soft unhurried hours,
Mistress of warm and whispered love,
Guardian of peace unsullied,
Thy silver orb above
Solemnly proclaims thy reign established
Under the stars’ eternal light,
An empire devoted to
The revelries of Night. Unfathomed Night, thou conduit of dreams,
Veiled sister of the lucid Day,
For thee I long, for thee I wait
And for thy favour pray
.
Much to her dismay, she opened the door to see a gray haired man sitting in a wheelchair.
. .
. They were dressed up as what I can only call “goth schoolgirl slut”. ”
She started quietly crying “You don’t understand
When I had finished my grooming routine, I went into the bedroom to find Chantelle, still naked, kneeling on the floor, her hand on her pussy, bringing herself off.
Come and spread thy silken cloak upon me,
No other raiment will I wear
But thy aethereal garment
Of darkness and sweet air!
O goddess of soft unhurried hours,
Mistress of warm and whispered love,
Guardian of peace unsullied,
Thy silver orb above
Solemnly proclaims thy reign established
Under the stars’ eternal light,
An empire devoted to
The revelries of Night. Unfathomed Night, thou conduit of dreams,
Veiled sister of the lucid Day,
For thee I long, for thee I wait
And for thy favour pray
.
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