Kate Martin

Creative Designer for a sports clothing company by day, and Danny 'Softy' Ellis's (@Fear_The_Mayhem) Ol' Lady by night. #MCRP #AU #SOA #MFN

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Competition - Scene Three - The Ol' Lady. Part 2.

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40/40 of the Mad Robin. Ol’ Lady rule number one, tell them no occasionally, keeps them wanting more.

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39/40 a good meeting.” I whisper the words against his lips as I unfold my body from his and sashay down the alley towards the front door

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38/40 a sassy grin as I move my mouth speaking the inaudible word /No/. The grin is like a double-edged sword with various meanings. “Have

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37/40 certainly not soft pressed against my inner thigh now. “You know how I feel about quickies.” I pout, crinkling my nose, giving him

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36/40 firmly planted on mine. What a laughable name considering he is anything but soft. He is not a soft MC President, and well he is

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35/40 ass as if he is a baker kneading bread dough is no different. Tits and ass he loves them. “Softy.” I murmur against his lips

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34/40 don’t let them fool you. They’re enthralled with tits and ass regardless of what they mumble. Even the brute I adore massaging my

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33/40 importance of a firm ass and pert tits. Men may yammer on that this is not needed, muttering shite about loving the whole woman, but

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32/40 studying various dance, and giving lessons, and no child birthing has assured it will always be shapely and firm. Never discount the

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31/40 presses me up against the brick wall, massaging the cheeks of my ass. I purr contently. I am rather proud of my ass. The years of

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30/40 man standing at the opening of the alley collecting an admission fee on the weekends. I play Danny’s little /quickie/ game as he

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29/40 grasp. The alleyway beside the Mad Robin is known for its quickie escapades. I have honestly joked on many occasions we should have a

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28/40 hand in his larger masculine hand, the silver Claddagh ring he gave me when we were younger presses into my finger from his firm

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27/40 softly into my ear. I would take his temperature and seek medical attention if such an occurrence ever happened. He takes my right

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26/40 not the extremely proper type that requires poetry to be whispered in my ear. The thought almost makes me giggle Danny speaking poetry

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25/40 speaks the words that a proper woman would find offensive. Possibly, even slap him square across the cheek. Fortunate for him I’m

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24/40 his often-frothy demeanor disintegrates leaving his raw emotions on the surface. Ours eyes lock, and I bat my eyes lashes slowly as he

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23/40 towards me. I can’t say this surprises me. Despite his bad ass, cold-hearted ways, Danny (@Fear_The_Mayhem) has his moments where

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22/40 crossed and well the rest as they say in the good Old U.S of A is history. I watch as he dismounts his bike suddenly making the trek