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Post by Classic Touch on Oct 3, 2005 19:51:26 GMT -4
femme stained of murderious sepia cloak had yet to sneek 'pandages arose and pivoting with ease. Petie dihram trailed long the mellowed tones of oceanside rouegn tains of ooids inspecting blank topagraphy lass of alligence of Classic spurred near aquarie, Coaled dome crained 'round opline tipped zeiths flickered pleasurious smirks hugged along her facade. Moans wheezed occuli dulling in bordum as chisled crani hollowed to crop the jade linnings. Hind coaked aquardly seekers diverting the soft melands of the bloodsuckers. Ebrum dipped wipcord ly limp pon her shank plalette jerked up carelessly for one last look.was she to stay? For this land seemed to frighten her. Was so duke about to flicker forth and force her to there herum? Or would something worse happen. Like she dared think of it, for this land be diffrent then the others in one way. No she wasnt one of those loney femmes whom join instantly, she could protect herself. b..b..ut she seemed to hymm to herdlef, almost whispering a lull forth from her own pity.
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ironic
3rd Degree
waves are crashing in on me; don't let them know you're watching me die.
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Post by ironic on Oct 4, 2005 18:56:37 GMT -4
the rougenigh hessian ambled with bolderous strides into the tarrence, the lingerings of a long damsel dance with widens salmons, now haveing a clear view of the ess he becond a smooth hault, masculent curveature bowing crisply as his bewildered gazed locked upond the ess. what a beauty she was and to be alone with labrums creavousing sofend tones shallowly rage through the unfamilar relm, zeths perking as his intrests grew. noting the timidness the hessian did not dare to approach cloaser so he spoke from afar i'd be Ironic, sired by the wild arabs which roam these cursed lands, may i askth of thy's curse with a smirk molding onto his veletine probicus he watched the vixenetta with lustrus russens [no muse timeh forgive ronik lol ]
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Post by Classic Touch on Oct 5, 2005 19:05:43 GMT -4
[OOOO ironic ish smexxy muse or not luffery -snugs- and i know hes got a witty crush on Classic -giggles- Ech, you'll take care of er....we'll see luff -winks- ] weeping tones seemed to slip sheepishly mindlessly jutted forth into vibes of meland. Cupped honers flickered dancing to be pulled back only to catapolt rebounding akyways, coaled dome played though glass merrors mounted before mandable . Windpipe sucked forth in alligence cravin forth grayed tones had slipped fomr molasses licked chaps [ I be Classic, i roam the lands freely, be of crossbred, call me mustang if you must] cut off slightly as spinal barrer sighed with relief, She had done it, First roaming and someone had to already appear. yes, she had done it. She had to stay now.courge seemed to bubble up as a witty excuse ws tried to hide secretive hesitance, [Suppose you've got your on land then, and what be you doing so far for such a mudblood Come to round me up too? for have i not seen you wishing for Promise And Mysteque within your harum, i be not stupid bronc, i know these games. If you wish to round me up and sweep me away you best think again] aye, she had just spoken bad of herslef but what did they expect? Worthy equine of mixed bloods? Now pushing forth the oppertunity to hide mock terror she pivoted forth, lone fore danced out in ballet smbling forth, [So you think you have a chance eh? We'll see] she paused, mouted in time slightly urged for the last word [stud] she purred
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Post by Altivo on Oct 15, 2005 13:10:25 GMT -4
brow ved, what a clutter of ignorent words he meekly sautered, thus had made the masculine's desire for the self spoken fem climb to it's peek, russen tinted spectrums carefully ran themselves o'er the well maintained bosices of her, such an elegant moduel, his care's were not of her lineings t'was of her boldness his twin zenths circularly swooped atop his finely structured visage, then gathering his thoughts he roused your lineings are nothing of my consern dearest but of your boldness, i have an acuret conseption that i have a fine chance of retreveing your heart for i lie the chance of lead upond you table, surely your could not cope with being less, you speak your thoughts and have a soelm taint these my dear are fine traits for a fem his tattered ebon hock kisser flushed aginst his masculently cavaned bodice, thick crested curveature coiling in a tight wound as he peevishly eyed the doe, lust glazed upond his chasms was he awaited her lecture
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Post by Classic Touch on Oct 15, 2005 13:24:23 GMT -4
and what in the least bit hints to you that power fasses me in the least bit? Answer me this bronc, if i was to daintly to accept, what would you do with me huh? tote me around like a young filla and promise me your heart? dome crained round haistly sighs lifted the she. Crani flushed waging war with the woven emerals though the duke ment of nothing to her, though bits of saracasm had drained as she lamingly took slight intrest for the bantle. Elegant mask hurdled gingerly top the jade.
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Post by Altivo on Oct 15, 2005 13:33:05 GMT -4
is that what you would expect me to do vix, eh? what i would do with you is what you shall find out, im not the type to parrish over one vix, but you my dear i have a drawing to, and that nymph is truely puzzleing, although you have such flawless features, do not reside me for plunderous sweet talk i just state the truth a smug skirl doodled it's self upond his coaline probicus, visage vering slightly to the side as he tryed to cover his amouned intrest for the fem
[eh, short lol]
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Post by Classic Touch on Oct 15, 2005 13:41:29 GMT -4
And me bronc? Im not one to go wild over some useless bantle, as you have seen i have no problem stating the truth. As for you I know nothing about, seems odd to go wild for one whoms a mystery.with that smug grin held in blank fashion top her facade idly continuing to crop jade linings in bordum. Mirrandering further top elevation as blended beachside drifted in veiw
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Post by Altivo on Oct 15, 2005 23:36:13 GMT -4
then we shall get alone just swell eh vix? Am I not correct? his fascade bagan to pursuit towards the ess, planting a gentle nip upond her dirhamic cavity a smug smirk gestured that his intrests were to their peak, twin zenths twiched slightly as he studyed her flawless moduel with impression, noting her finely maintained mass unless..you have other priorities you must deal with? his brow vered yet the harmless smirk remained, a playful glin surfaceing within his russen tinted spectrums, tattered hock kisser once again fleeting o'er his masculent bulk, then sloly slid into place
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Post by Classic Touch on Oct 16, 2005 9:42:06 GMT -4
My proritys be for me and me only facade had shown mimmiking notes of the he, dentals skidding top plush flank in blank fashion to his own.You mustn't have any proitys to come femme hunting, Huh big boy? Chuckle seemed to seep leashed back from own ammusment. Chisled dome gingerly replaced in abandoned place. Lightly prodding the bronc as she idly halted beside the he.
Iky post
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Post by Altivo on Oct 16, 2005 11:25:37 GMT -4
fascade snaked itself down her slender curveature, twin zenths twiching at her reply what is your thoughts fem? he bruskly toned, masive bulk begining to encirle her, fascade extending to skim 'er berrel as his circle bagn to tighten, tattered hock kisser takeing flight amonst the crisp early morning atmohphere
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Post by Classic Touch on Oct 16, 2005 15:32:32 GMT -4
guess you'll just have to wait and find out In pure tease of the bronc the she prodded hide in which dangled 'round er in swinging fashion, quivering slightly as furred velveteen brushed 'top spinal barrier in a please manner. Veering round to survay the studs movements and what do you have planned stud? Quite flitisly are you not?
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Post by Altivo on Oct 16, 2005 15:50:01 GMT -4
what i have planed is for you to find out vix, curious are you eh? he softly toned, paced slowed as the masculine haulted beside the fem, fascade traceing 'er crest with several nips to fallow, his twin zenths twiched as he relized how much he did care for the fem, but od coarse he had no ways of showing through his crude humor to have control
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Post by Classic Touch on Oct 16, 2005 16:01:05 GMT -4
dont let your mind run away with you duke, what makes you think i have any intrests in what you wish for my future swooping figures had casted down the femmes topline, visons tied to the bruthen. commands seemed to sound in hushed, almost moaning drowns arama of the he bolded as cloak now rested lamingly alongside the bronc. Twisted smirks of agony tied in each tone of fellow mercy.
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Post by Altivo on Oct 16, 2005 17:04:29 GMT -4
ah, you act as if you find me not appealing vix. I shall say i do not drag on o'er one shela but you deaar liek before i had explained i have a unique drawing to, such a bull headed creature you are but yet your intelligents flatters me a slight grin played his labrums, dome proding the fem with an affectionet fashion, his zenths caterpolled forth, as too his gaze was set unto the doe's, searching her many expressions within, t'was as if he peered right into her knowlageable soul, pursaion hint with his
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Post by Altivo on Oct 16, 2005 17:04:55 GMT -4
dear like i jst had to fix that xD
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