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.. dame watches the other two wenches, shrew observing the unblemished ria of egyptian lineage. a soft smile curles upon labia, facade remaining expresionless and blank but still bearing a look of thought which turns the wench's light smile into a frown. would she dare? usually the risk taker, mora carefully watches the arab equid, low note issued free of chestal cavity, which dilates softly with each of swell of breath. life was clearly pulsing through the arab's larynx. a quiet smile formed inaudibly and a cluck was shot through larynx, cruris spreading slightly. digits are patient, giving a heartfelt pat to the tassels of the mare, checking over the silken flow of the tendrils that cascading downwards like a waterfall, only to be cut short rather rudely. sugar cube was fingered in pocket of worn denims and low note emits from larynx, pressure applied to the gently ewed crest of the ria. lion is caressed, touch gentle and light, nod issued from reformed crania. gentle sweep of motions stroke at the hide of the mare, darence given. smirk peeled at the edges of labiam, light slap given to tasseled lion of the femora, inquiry made in low, throaty notes to the sir of masculinity. how much for this lovely specimen of an arab? notes curl and hiss free of larynx, smoking about the arroyo. she could offer an immaculate adobe for the mare, but choices always counted first. human ria was forcing any. |