#wamela

Hello you guys! I'm here, and this is my Wamela Story. It's a one shot, but i hope u like it so much :) I'm sorry if you could find some mistakes, but my english is not very well. (I'm Italian) :)

Walt Disney Vs/ PL.Travers

That morning, Mrs. Travers had woken in a good mood. She, the night before, had had a falling out with Walt Disney. Ah, Damn Disney! He was so stubborn. Only a fool would have a fight with a woman like her. She was still in her dressing gown, when someone knocked at the door.

"Shit!" she thought. Ms. Traver went to open the door, after which she was wearing her red lipstick.

"Walt! Oh ... I mean ... Mr. Disney! What are you doing, you here?" Mr. Disney smirked.

"I did not know that you open the door to strangers always in this way, Pamela"

"Mrs. Travers, please. How many times I have to repeat it to you??"

"I'm sorry Pam, but you have such a beautiful name. It would be a shame not to use it."

"You're a great impolite, Mr. Disney. A little education would be welcome to you"

"Of course, just as I would like a little less of stubbornness and coldness."

"I do nHe put a hand on her naked shoulder, who looked at him in shock. "I was wondering when I could know you in your whole being, Pamela." His tone was warm, sensual and irresistible. "Mr. Disney, if you think to buy myself ... then ... you don't know me well enough" "Leave so that I know you!" Without giving her time, Walt kissed her gently on the lips, pushing her towards the inside of the room. She cut him off with a slap.

ot think to understand what you are saying Disney". "Stop! Damn, you don't have a minimum of demeanor? Americans ... all alike!"

He smiled again.

"You are one of the most amazing women I've ever met in my life, Pamela. I want all of you ..." She blinked. "I would never hurt you. But ..." "Mary Poppins is not for sale." "I do not want to buy her. I want to make her mine" "Mary Poppins is my idea Disney!" "Then it will be our idea. Our. Only ours."

Saying this he kissed her again. she didn't drew back. She kissed him with a passion that she had never shown to another person.

"Mr. Disney" "Call me Walt" "Walt ..." She sighed unplugging her lips to those of man. "Pam, please, not now. We're alone. In this wonderful room. With .." he stopped. "Where are my puppets?" "Dog and Duck are in the closet. For a few days I have removed even his rat from my bed." "It's not a mouse to any Pamela. Micky brings good luck to anyone."

Walt pressed her to himself, and kissed her with great intensity. But she was still cold. What from her really wanted Walt Disney? Why he was trying to seduce her? In some strange way, Pamela in a matter of a second found herself lying on the bed. Walt Disney was above her. What? What? What? Walt Disney was going to jump on the bed with her.

"Disney what are you doing?" "Pamela, let go" "Are you crazy or what? Get your hands away from me" If before she found herself puzzled, almost embarrassed and frightened, after a while she found herself wishing the touch of Walt on her skin. "You are provocative, and you are wonderfully ..." "Walt, please let. Not now ..." In other second, she found herself naked. It had to be a dream. It could not be true. She was not really having sex with Disney. Groaned, sopsirò. She wished him. Then the passion became fierce. Sex and Eroticism. Words spoken and whispered. Then moans the deeper pleasure.

emma & tom: we got dis

john lee hancock: GUYS PLS CONCENTRATE

emma & tom: OKA Y OKAY we got this just a sec

john lee hancock: G  U YS 

john lee hancock: T HIS IS A DISNEY MOVIE PLS G UY-

walt: *waggles eyebrows and extends hands, asking pamela for a dance*