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10/14/11(Fri)09:18 No. 30554826 File1318598306.png -(85 KB, 285x269, kronk .png ) >>30554801 she scooted back up to a metal pole sticking up from the porch, and started rubbing against it. she was going insane. he snapped his jaws at the effort, and she felt a pain in her ear. he thrust against the weight, and she gasped. he grunted under his burden, and she purred. she could feel something building, something quite far and beyond anything she'd ever experienced before. it was like a ball of flame inside her belly, burning, imagining Braeburn working that hard over her, tuning her body in synch with every microscopic movement of his. she-- "well, ah reck'n that'll do it!" her eyes snapped open, horrified. he couldn't be done already, he still had so much more to do! what-what-what about the cleanup? and-and that other thing? but it was no use. he sauntered over to her, his legs a little wobbly from all the effort, grinning at her. she gritted her teeth. honestly, she thought to herself. chivalry is dead. she thanked him for his help coldly and limped through the door, leaving him out there confused, tired, and sweaty. "huh. women." he shrugged, starting down the road back to his cousins' farm where he was staying the week, when suddenly he heard Carrot Top's voice from inside the farmhouse. "well, don't just stand there, you idiot, get up here and treat me right!" jesus, it has been a while. ah well. long climb back to the top, ya gotta start somewhere.