Based on "the greedy the people" by e.e. cummingsthe angry the girls(as he as can try)they shriek and they bitchand they die for a wishthough flowers in the meadowssay Peacethe lovely the boys(as soft as can she)they pose and they primpand they weep for untilthough the dress in the closetsays Nowthe lonely the voices(as apart as can dark)they wish and they waitthrough chill steady rainthough the willows in bittersweetsay Jointhe brash the. " He controlled his emotions much better than the others had when they saw her face."Yes," she said. "But I think I can function." Do you know who I am?" he asked."Quentin," she said, hesitantly. "But that's all I get."He grinned. "That's an improvement, then. You've always been very formal with me and called me Mister Halloran. I'm your boss." Shouldn't I have been formal with my boss?" she asked."Not as far as I'm concerned," he said. "Can I sit down? We should go over things and find out if. " He said, running his hands up my thigh.With Daddy on the left and Sir on the right, they both started gently rubbing my body all over with their finger tips."Can I suck your cock Daddy?" I asked, almost pleading I wanted that big cock in my mouth so badly. My mouth was literally watering at the thought of it."This cock? You want this cock, Baby Girl?" he said holding and pointing it at my eager little mouth. "I don't know if you want it bad enough." I do Daddy. I want it down my little.Read More
