02-04-2003, 02:03 PM
Princess, "darling" is a German word. Russians don't really use German words. They prefer affectionates like "little one" or... aww Hell. I'm letting my inner linguist take over. Pay no regard.
Back to the action!
*Jeannette finally cums hard, and Tab follows shortly after, dousing Foundling in a nice healthy coat of girl-cum. Jeannette pulls out of Tab's ass, and lets the girl drop to the floor for a rest. Foundling scoops her up and kisses her.*
Foundling: Mmm, look at you, all sweaty and cute. *Licks Tab all over* Did you like my little administrations on your cute little cunt, baby?
Tab: Uh huh.
Foundling: Good. *Spreads her legs* Time to pay up, pumpkin.
*Tab leans in, and starts eating Foundling out. Foundling purrs and moans, and we'll give them some privacy for now.*
*Meanwhile, at her apartment, Ruby is preparing for the arrival of her guests. Her apartment is spacious and very modern, but also literally filled with history. Statues of ancient gods, some of them forgotten, stand watch over every corner of the room, and each one seems to have a sinister glow in its eyes. Large bookcases float eerily over head, each one filled with old spellbooks and grimoires. And... err... WHAT?! You say we've run out of money?! What do you mean we spent too much money on costumes?!*
Err... Well, I had a much more foreboding ending for this post, but my assistant tells me we've run out of money for the special effects required. Ah, the Hell with it.
Your turn again, Princess.
Back to the action!
*Jeannette finally cums hard, and Tab follows shortly after, dousing Foundling in a nice healthy coat of girl-cum. Jeannette pulls out of Tab's ass, and lets the girl drop to the floor for a rest. Foundling scoops her up and kisses her.*
Foundling: Mmm, look at you, all sweaty and cute. *Licks Tab all over* Did you like my little administrations on your cute little cunt, baby?
Tab: Uh huh.
Foundling: Good. *Spreads her legs* Time to pay up, pumpkin.
*Tab leans in, and starts eating Foundling out. Foundling purrs and moans, and we'll give them some privacy for now.*
*Meanwhile, at her apartment, Ruby is preparing for the arrival of her guests. Her apartment is spacious and very modern, but also literally filled with history. Statues of ancient gods, some of them forgotten, stand watch over every corner of the room, and each one seems to have a sinister glow in its eyes. Large bookcases float eerily over head, each one filled with old spellbooks and grimoires. And... err... WHAT?! You say we've run out of money?! What do you mean we spent too much money on costumes?!*
Err... Well, I had a much more foreboding ending for this post, but my assistant tells me we've run out of money for the special effects required. Ah, the Hell with it.
Your turn again, Princess.