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The Raconteur - Marie-Clairethis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 2258 words) [5/6] show all parts

Author: JenniGee Picture in profile
Added: May 13 2006Views / Reads: 447 / 323 [72%]Part vote: 9.50 (2 votes)
Gaston , ever mindful of his duties, helps a poor girl find her nub.
 


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As is my want on a summer evening particularly since the young English woman appeared, I was strolling in the high fields above the Englishman's new home. My weak hearing detected the sound of horse's hooves pounding into the hard earth and sun-dried grass. My hearing grew weak as a result of so many female thighs clapping my ears, an injury I bear with pride.

Towards me thundered a magnificent beast, snorting as its rider drove it hard; and what speed the powerful animal made. My mind flashed to my brain images of old when I would ride the farmer's horse bareback with a village girl screeching either to be let off the beast or for me to drive it harder. Oh the simple pleasures of a by-gone age. At the end of our ride, the girl and I would throw ourselves onto the grass or into a stack of hay, ripping at the others' clothes until we were naked and open then wallowing in unbridled fornication.

As the steed drew nearer to me I heard the rider yelling encouragement to him [harder my baby, harder, you can do it, make me cum as you know you can, oh fuck, yes, yes, ohhhhhh], she threw her head back as she emitted that unholy cry. Seeing me seemed to diminish what enjoyment was being derived from her screams but, as I have heard of young English women, she quickly recovered her composure; enough to greet me in her own inimitable and personal style, [for fuck sake! Why are you everywhere I fucking go?] I raised my hunting cap and smiled broadly "Good evening Madame are you in pain?" I enquired. It is as well to be ...

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