«kele»RH.. she ran her tiny fingers about her collar but nope the didnt tamper with it at all.. she warmly smiles as trails her fingers along the hot cavern of her warm fully bouncing breasts.. taking a deep breath.. slowly she swings shapely hips in a rythmatic way as the music plays in the background.. it sounds like the loving music great for this time of season it was play here comes Gor Claus.. and His eight tiny Tarks she giggles and dances to it..
«kele»RH after she finishes cleaning the room she runs off putting things back happily she skips down the halls whistling oh here comes Gor Claus what a wonderful time of year... hearing the faint sounds of happy bells of the eight tiny Tarsks or was it bosks she giggles and runs down the halls and back again hoping shes not distracting the Free mustelss hopes she couldnt be heard.. she gradually got louder and louder and suddenly she had her own choice of lyrics.. on top of the Thassa, on top of the Moon,
«kele»RH she had lost her poor melon when a Free a screamed... on top of the Sadar Mountains, from the Gorean Moons, she saw the stars twinkling so bright.... she dropped her bosk sandwhich when another Free screams... running from the Mountains she had heard such a clatter.. she sprung to her feet to see what the heck was the matter.... as she approaches stockings hung all about thalarion oil lamps with care.. decking the halls with Kalana flowers as she ran down the hall... she thought she saw an urt running
«kele»RH with a spoon... runing down the halls.. she began to sing a little louder... On top of ole Thassa on top of the plains... she lost her sweet flowers when a Master Growls...she giggles ducking back and forth around the tables that sat about the hall from one to other she puts a clean linen cloth on each.. and then calls out To the Chambers, to the Chambers and on with a nap and have a great night to alll...
