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Wednesday, 1 February 2012

image for My beloved Griselda - Part Two - Taking her home... Griselda and I, had a lot in common!

Giselda was about 5'11" tall, around 15 stone (solid with it), lovely long hair, gorgeous wide hips, tree trunk legs that I instantly wanted to wrap myself around.

My Beloved Griselda - Part One - The Beginning

Part Two - Taking her home...

I was getting myself ready to go and pick up Griselda, as arranged, from the cottage she was staying in for her visit to England, to visit her penfriend and my mates wife Susan.

As I was shaving, I was already getting palpitations from certain regions of my anatomy, at the very thought of once more gaining access to Griselda's foibles and bodily parts.. I came out of dream I was in, and thought I'd better give her a ring to make sure all was still on as planned.

Surprisingly when I called, Susan said Griselda was shaving too. She passed on the message that she would meet me at the garden gate at 1100hrs.

I arrived, and when I saw her smile break out, I had to control my legs on the clutch.

I got out to meet her, and she picked me up gave me a wonderful slobbering kiss, put me down, and cuddled my groin area briefly.

We arrived back at the flat, and she did a tour of it and showed her approval.

I was about to make a cuppa and something for us to eat, when she called from the bedroom - that was the end of the cuppa and cakes idea.

She stood there naked, dominant, hirsute, and demanding attention.

I opened my arms and clasped them around her, then did the same to her other leg.

I was thrown on the bed, and encased in her muscular body as she dived on top... heaven!

I thought my ribs would have been broken, but didn't care, as she rolled over and lifted me on top of her.

I licked her armpits, chest, neck, (avoiding the boils) as she turned over again, crushing my pulsing body beneath her now sweating stomach muscles.

Bliss ensued!

The planned trip to the cinema had to be delayed for another day (thankfully) as she was obviously intent and glad to remain available for more romping for the rest of the day!

My submissions that day were pitiful and pleasurable, I reached new heights of delirium in response to Griselda's handling of the situation.

We went and collected her things from the cottage.

From that day, she stayed at my flat for the duration of her holiday... and my pleasure!

The memories of Griselda are painful - due the fact that they are only memories now.

The story above is a satire or parody. It is entirely fictitious.

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