"Oh my...” He sighed upon feeling the wetness of her undergarments.
“You are an eager one, aren't you?”
“You make me want it, my lord...” Willow moaned, speaking the truth at last.
“No, Willow... it is you who make me want it. I've watched your lovely body, day after day in my home. Did you not think that I coveted this succulent peach?”
And here he gave her southern slit a gentle squeezing, as if testing the ripeness of some low-hanging fruit. Pressing those virgin lips together through her panties. Sizing them up... and what plump delicacies they were! Little Willow Woods possessed a most magnificent set of lewd lips, indeed.
Lord Murkgreed held them firm between his fingers, letting the heat resonate out onto his skin.
“Mmm,” he smiled, leaning forward to kiss her neck. “I will te
