Based on "Winter" by Will...am ShakespeareWhen ghastly melons guard the door,And coloured sugars come by the bag,And fields of grass wear green no more,And leaves begin to wilt and sag. When the bones of nature litter our floor,Then Jack grows into a witchly hag,Makeup and wig Come out at last, While greedy children knock at the gate.When days grow short and nights. Julie recognised her as the new best-selling writer. Her husband, George, was confidently attractive, with brown eyes that twinkled at her and a soft seductive voice. They looked to be in their late-thirties, Emma thought. The last couple to be introduced were Bill and Gertie. ‘He looks very much like the famous fashion designer,’ Emma thought. He smiled at her warmly, taking her hand and looking into her eyes. He wore an elegant, midnight blue dinner suit, was very suave, well-built and fairly. After a few seconds papa got full erection. Papa sat down and started licking mom’s beautiful pussy caressing mom’s gorgeous buttocks. Mom was moaning quite loudly. After a few minutes papa got mom turned and licked her ass for 5 minutes.Then both had hugged each other. Mom took papa’s cock and placed on her pussy. Papa slowly entered inside. Mom was closing her eyes , was giving kisses spontaneously to papa. After the heavenly enjoyment for more than 10 minutes, papa got ejaculated. Slowly. She keeps going, harder, her tight wet slit squelching to the rhythm of her frantic hand movements. She starts to become aware of her breathlessness as a thin layer of perspiration starts to build on her forehead. She know it will look strange if she appears a little flustered but she doesn't want the pleasure to end. She feels her heart almost skip a beat as she gets closer and closer. She wants to finish it, she can feel how close she is but she knows that with a little discipline it will be.Read More