<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Cushion on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/cushion/</link><description>Recent content in Cushion on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2014 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/cushion/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Between the Rubber</title><link>/stories/2014/04/09/between-the-rubber/</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/04/09/between-the-rubber/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Sally groaned as she rocked against her latest suitor, despite the huge member entering her, she knew this would be another guy she would pass off. Once he shot off his load they slid apart and lay out on the rubber sheeting. Above a door closed on the gantry, although hidden from view her companion had no intention of being caught by his manager. Sally had no such issues, her father owned the company and so she simply lay out catching her breath. Her father owned a drinks company as well as several small ships to move ingredients and product between factories. Sally sometimes accompanied the ships and helped keep the spirits of the sailors up with small favours.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>