Hercules and arenia

olive garden godess: Hehhe I'm here now.  And I'm thirsty. Dam nit!
Hercules: kiss
olive garden godess: :*
Hercules: this was greece
Hercules: his name was hercules
Hercules: and her name arenia
Hercules: she was lonesome at home
Hercules: the wars and all having taken her men playthings away
Hercules: she sat on a duvan a wealthy woman dressed in splendor
Hercules: a man came to her for work in the garden
Hercules: ....
olive garden godess: He worked in the sun. Sweat glistening on his skin..
Hercules: bronze tan cinamon thighs
Hercules: digging with his spade the brown earth
olive garden godess: She thought a drink might be refreshing and help cool the fire within her womb.
Hercules: she siped the drink with an unquenched thurst
Hercules: it was a fruit punch
Hercules: but the man he continued his good deeds in the garden
olive garden godess: She brought him a cool drink in a gilded gobblet
Hercules: it was laces with fine spirits
Hercules: laced
Hercules: and he drunk deep thinking (this is goodly and i am quite quite thursty)
Hercules: his cock bulging in his short skirt made of leather
Hercules: her eyes ate it up with a quick glance
olive garden godess: As she stood close to him her breast started to become Fuller and heavier. Wetness gathered between her thighs.
Hercules: and yet he went back to work a smile in his eyes
Hercules: a tall tree needed pruning for olives
Hercules: his back arched as he reached high into the tree
Hercules: with his stick
olive garden godess: His skirt rose a little as he reached, his globes of his arse peeked out at her.
Hercules: she sat in the sun next to a rock
Hercules: the staff in her hand gleaming as she worked to clean it
olive garden godess: She licks her lips in the shade.
olive garden godess: Lol
Hercules: he gathered meny a fine olive from the tree and anon other vegatables
Hercules: and verily it was almost lunch time
olive garden godess: She rose to return to the house,  knowing his eyes are upon her
Hercules: his eyes merry , testosterone pumping
Hercules: so thy went to prepare lunch and he being hardworking went to help her
Hercules: he washed the vegitables and she choped them
olive garden godess: Ahhh.
Hercules: (no fear we can reverse those later)
Hercules: her fingers where wraught with worry but beautifull still those slender as the branches of a new armond tree
Hercules: his eyes thought of the many fine trees in the gardens of this eden
olive garden godess: Her skin is still as smooth as it was her youth
olive garden godess: Nary a blemish
Hercules: and how like thy her hands where finely placed
Hercules: she turned but a simple feast in the greek way
Hercules: of salade and meats of traders way
Hercules: thy ate it together
Hercules: with wine of garden devine
Hercules: the devil of merryment in their chatter
olive garden godess: In companionable silence
Hercules: thy kissed olives between them
Hercules: chair to chair
olive garden godess: Their hands touching from time to time
Hercules: he covered her hand with his , his eyes pointed out the the bed room door
Hercules: asking permission with his eyes
olive garden godess: She smiles a secret smile and rises with his hand in her own
Hercules: he swept her up in his arms
Hercules: carrying her with ease into her chamber
Hercules: and lay her at the edge of the bed
olive garden godess: She watches him from beneath her full lashes
olive garden godess: Lust in her eyes
olive garden godess: He shuts the door to a crack
Hercules: it creaks a moan of wood an bone
Hercules: a wisper of wind in the silence
olive garden godess: And saunters back to her
Hercules: slipping his hands down her leg
Hercules: caressing off her sandles
Hercules: and places her foot to his lips
Hercules: toe by toe he bits her surender
olive garden godess: She laughs softly as he tickles her foot
olive garden godess: Her compliance evidence to her desire
Hercules: she lowers the sholder of her dress her eyes upon his member
Hercules: his lips do press every crevice from head to slender breast
Hercules: mwaah
olive garden godess: The warm air touches her rosebud nipples making them pebble.
olive garden godess: Mwah
Hercules: his toung flicks them as of a serpent tasting the musk of her milk nipples
Hercules: her hands thy touch surrender
Hercules: his cloud hard member
olive garden godess: She massages it and the insides of his thighs.
Hercules: his lips tast of her salt
Hercules: her nipples and skin the desert of every lunch

olive garden godess: Running her trim nails across him.
olive garden godess: (Ooo)
Hercules: he lifts his leather skirt his member to her lips
Hercules: her sholders to his experienced fingers
olive garden godess: She takes the length of him within her petite mouth.
Hercules: his hands firmly massage her sholders the scented oil on his hands lubricates and relaxes every mussle
olive garden godess: She works his length gently but with precision.
Hercules: her toung and lips work him
olive garden godess: Milking him for his passion
Hercules: he can bearly breath
Hercules: he takes her hair in his hands softly moving her head with gentle caresses
olive garden godess: Her curls tumble down her back as he loosens her knotted coif.
Hercules: his fingers caressing her back with oils that make it alight with warm fire
Hercules: her toung working magic
Hercules: to suck and push his heat
olive garden godess: She suckles his manhood and strokes him, her movements gaining speed with her rising passion and need.
Hercules: he lifts her up
Hercules: her dress flying over her eyes
olive garden godess: Dampness trickles down her thighs.
Hercules: she lay on the bed her thighs spread
Hercules: lis toung of her clit did tast
Hercules: its salts and flavor to his tast
olive garden godess: She runs her fingers through his hair,   holding him by the handfuls.
olive garden godess: Her hips rock and roll softly
Hercules: his hands thy caress her inner thighs
Hercules: the oils and honey on them he licks off with vervent passion
Hercules: her clit like his dipper moon
olive garden godess: She arches into him.
Hercules: her thighs caress his sholders , her arched legs his back
Hercules: she ever dampens
Hercules: her tast a plesure
Hercules: to his fingers
olive garden godess: She releases his hair, her hands and arms moving above her head
olive garden godess: Her body continues to tighten as she rocks
Hercules: he parts her thighs pulling between her thighs
Hercules: entering with confidence
Hercules: her silk filled room
Hercules: plush with bush and softness such softness
olive garden godess: She calls out as he enters her
Hercules: moving a little he caresses her breasts with his face
olive garden godess: Together they rock in time.
Hercules: her hips sway and rock her tunnle gripping and lossening upon him
olive garden godess: His full hard cock caresses her gspot within. Her senses assaulted.
Hercules: her arm around his neck
Hercules: dark sholders mending
olive garden godess: She grips him tightly
olive garden godess: Her nails scratch him
olive garden godess: Leaving furrows
Hercules: he thrusts in pulses between the pulses of her thighs
olive garden godess: His thrusts become faster as she wraps her shapely legs around his waist.
olive garden godess: She moans in deep pleasure
Hercules: my hands play with your hips
Hercules: as i rock a little side to side as i thrust
Hercules: your skin my welcome
Hercules: smoth and lovely as paradice
olive garden godess: An orgasmic scream escapes my lips as moisture pools around your cock.
Hercules: your rippleing the moment so welcome
Hercules: thy warm creamy juice on my cock
Hercules: my thrusts fevered
Hercules: thy buttox my hands pudding
olive garden godess: I arch into your body, my tongue teasing your chest and neck
Hercules: his lips hers caress
Hercules: her neck her holy tress
Hercules: my arms around you as warm to thee as a tender lover
Hercules: every caress ment for thee
Hercules: her clit it did shiver and with every quiver a shot of cum
Hercules: he did give her
olive garden godess: My lips caress your cheek and your honied lips
Hercules: in this bed he give her
Hercules: he lay together with her
olive garden godess: They lay entwined through the night.
olive garden godess: And come the morning light he gave woke her with tender caress
Hercules: kisses long and tender
Hercules: for love he did give her this night surrender
olive garden godess: :D. Fin