Once again, time on the clock was ticking away and Maisie Williams was taking an eternity to get herself ready.
Of the few, and I do mean very few, drawbacks to dating a celebrity, one of them was that every social outing required several hours of preparation, moreso than even the most vain, average female citizen.
All Tom could do was feed into her ego, to nourish it and pretend it wasn’t a strange, new world to him – at first, anyway.
Eventually her attitude and ego grew to be very endearing to him, and her confidence and willingness to show off – especially in bed – pleased him to no end.
Tom let out a guttural moan, as if some pressure valve in his brain was being loosened.
Maisie let it drop to the floor without resistance, and her firm, perky young tits didn’t move an inch.
She shyly lifted her shoulders, looking down and blushing as her perfect, identical globes of breast meat pushed together.
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Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead, or undead, is purely coincidental.Maisie scooted forward, inching as close as she could to him without getting in his lap.She leaned in and he responded to her advance, moving in to kiss her passionately.He saw something so mature, so evolved and advanced within her, and she loved that he wasn’t uptight about the difference in age. You can keep them on if you like, just get over here and let me use that mouth before we meet up with your friends.