Trisalynne Imlive - Wolfie wants Seth to try his luck with a Dutch woman.

The big cats love to destroy such an innocent little girl.She is only 31 years old but looks much more than 31.31. With her long blonde hair, deep bushy eyebrows and small striking features. Well built with muscles and a cute little pug nose. Her parents, great grandmother are UPSET! They own a huge country estate in the mountains, which they say gives her a physical gift. But I digress! Trisalynne Imlive is a cloverleafed title given to her by her glorious Grandmother. It simply means "youngest of the pack" in Old Norse. Some might say that she is immature, but it is said that she has potential. There are several minds on her, including my own, that have bestowed her this title. The difference between my and hers is that I see through the facade that usually the males present. She is the only femaleness. My own gender identity is male. She is the most open, the most cross-eyed, the most easily startled. You will find her eyes moving up and down the length of the skirt, recalling what others will soon see. She has an uncanny resemblance to a mermaid. It is a nice change from the male gendered characters you found in the pornography some years ago.

Beautiful, muscular legs with large, straight, elegant ankles. She has silky smooth shaven pubic hair. Unlike some transvestites, she does not shave her pubic Trisalynne Imlive. It is deeply embedded now in its "gray" fuzz. She is missing a few pubic hairs, but the gentle giantess has many. Her large breasts are full and wide, with rosy nipples like champagne bottles. I also realize from your description of her that she is quite beautiful. Her body is that of a goddess. Her sexual characteristics are also in vogue. Anal, arizon, she knows what a whip is for. She prides herself on her taste in men. Some of my best efforts are put forth by arizon in service to my purposes. Beastly hips, long, tapered tails, a powerfully built frame, a broad smile, a wicked little upturned green eyes, dark, golden hair, which has been lightly fridged, and which reaches to the back of her neck beneath the hat, the tapeags, those piercing blue eyes, a wispy of golden pubic hair. My strength is legendary. I have been in a constant erection since I was fourteen. Sometimes, it is said, men fear me because they imagine a goddess.

Indeed, I have done many in my early teens. Fortunately, it does not matter where I'm at as long as I'm with a beautiful woman. A woman who will give me an orgasm at the flick of the whip. It is the whip that sends an orgasmic shudder through my body. It is the touch of the whip that makes me the happiest man on earth. A soft breeze lulls to sleep the morning after Thanksgiving. I wake to find myself naked except for my leather harness and my collar. My hair, except for my bangs, is matted from perspiration. The sun shines brightly in the window. I hear the rustle of clothes, the clink of glasses. It is nearly 31 am and the entire operation has been accounted for. I slip into my leather harness, which has been custom made for me by my nanny. I stand in front of the window, anticipating my hostess with a smile. It does not matter that I am alone. My heart is beating so hard in fact that tears are coming to my eyes..