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- Moist canal

- Sensuous assault

- Engorged knob

- Considerable length

- Split peach

- Rode the waves of pleasure- Calloused hands

- She raked the garden of pleasure with his garden rake

- Crusading cucumber

- Bacon torpedo

- Spam dagger

- Man sausage

- Toothpaste tube

- Unrolled firehose

Angelo and Vanessa

The taut wheels of the black BMW rolled to a halt outside the upper class Manchester

Avenue colonnade room entrance. Briskly but gracefully, a leather-clad hand

smoothly and effortlessly grasped the handle of the drivers seat.

Blissfully opening the door, he began to glide swiftly through the polygon outline of

the doorframe. His footsteps radiated like the song of angels as he elegantly

confidently and briskly sundered up the freshly buffed marble pathway.

He came.

As he gracefully hovered towards the front archway of the graceful architecture of the

thing, bells could be heard ringing across the city, perhaps announcing his presence.

Gracefully extending a long, slender leather-slicked finger, he enthusiastically, yet

calmly, honoured the doorbell with his graceful slender leather-slicked fingers touch.

The doorbell came.

As the door gracefully flowed open, the man was greeted by a slick leather-clad

butler. Good evening Angelo.

The words flowed both smoothly and benevolently from the humble butlers mouth.

I trust you had a smooth, graceful and trouble-free journey from your car?It was amazing, I came as quickly as I could, whilst retaining my usual grace and

composure. The butler stood there in astonishment, stunned by the blissful purr of

Angelos heavenly voice.

Leaving the poor helpless man behind, Angelo confidently strolled through the bronze

plated foyer, and with his godlike stride, was in the dining hall in seconds. Upon his

entry, the entire room came.

To a halt. His features, reminiscent of Apollo himself, created an atmosphere of

dazzling intensity, and the light reflecting of his freshly oiled skin wove mysterious

patterns around the high perimeter of the ceiling. Across the room, something caughthis eye. It was a beautiful solid gold necklace, with a snake pendant hanging from it.

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And immediately above the necklace, was a face so beautiful it could melt a mans

pants from fifty metres. He stood there staring for several seconds, and then suddenly

regaining his composure, he gracefully walks the few remaining metres and glides

into his seat.

Opposite him at the table is the beautiful woman wearing the golden necklace. Shecomes. Blissfully and for long periods of time. Spasming gracefully on her leather

sheathed chair.

Angelo sits there and breathes the scent in. His nostrils flare, and he is reminded

inside of the previous nights encounter.

Good evening beautiful goddess he says, the words rolling smoothly and

effortlessly off his tongue, as a well-lubricated person would slide down a waterslide.

Your beauty rivals that of golden Aphrodite herself. What is your name?

My name is Minette She uttered moistfully, taking the time to direct a seductive yetmeaningful look in Angelos direction. Immediately the two pairs of eyes met and

locked, and it was as though an atomic bomb had exploded in the next room. A giant

invisible whirlwind of passion swept through the room and heroically surrounded the

pair of possessed bodies. As though they had been possessed by some kind of love

serpent, they both simultaneously rose from their chairs and began to gracefully glide

towards the door, moving gradually quicker, until they both broke into an elegant run,

sprinting towards the doorway, and what lay past it.

They both knew what they wanted, and they both knew exactly how they wanted it.

Nothing would stand in their way, as they rushed past the surprised butler, and swept

through the front door towards Angelos waiting love transport machine.

As they whooshed down the buffed marble garden path, the smell of adrenaline and

desire filled the air. Everything seemed to move in slow motion. The crisp wind

swirling through the trees. The cat across the street scampering into the shadows.

Even the long windy shape of the garden path seemed to be in slow motion, yet at the

same time unmoving. Quietly reflecting on the night ahead.

Angelo furiously wrenches open the door of his car, and gracefully glides into the

drivers seat. He is closely followed by Minette, who also slides into the drivers seat.

As Minette descends onto Angelos lap, she feels the graceful yet solid bulge ofAngelos luncheon meat truncheon, pressing itself into the soft caressing curves of her

voracious backside.

Despite the fact that they had stopped their graceful decent to the love-machine that

was Angelos BMW, both felt as thought they were still running. Their hearts

pounded, their heads pounded, and they wanted their pants to be pounded. All they

could see was each other in the others pants. Angelo undressed Minette with his

eyes, boring through her clothes with his intense stare, visualizing her virginal skin

and the voracious curves of her body. He licked his lips, barely able to contain

himself. He couldnt contain himself. He came. She watched his pants heave as the

eruption of molten lava flowed freely from the end of his Mount Vesuvius. Hegroaned, unable to stop himself, and the sound flowed from his moist mouth, traveled

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through the air and entered Minettes ear canal. Minettes head felt as though it had

exploded, this causing a chain reaction in her body that rapidly spiraled through her

very being until it reached her pants. She came.

They both writhed in ecstasy for some time, and it took a few minutes for them to

both gain their composure. Whilst Angelos breathing reached a normal stage,Minette continued to heave, and the gentle yet violent rocking on his sturdy totem

pole caused an exquisite sensation, he throbbed again, harder than ever. He came for

the second time.

Minette felt his pleasure through his pants, and she too came once again.

Baby said Angelo, breathless and sexily. This cant go on any longer. Ive just

got to have you. Right here. Right now. I want our screams to fill the still night air,

and for anyone who overhears to die from secondhand pleasure. I want to make love

to you. I need to make love to you.

Take me now Minette breathed in reply.