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knife_fighter March 1 2009, 21:18:12 UTC
Joslire eyes were hooded and darker even than usual with lust. His full lips ruddy and parted.

"Message received," he chuckled, and pushed her white blouse up and out of the way and bent to fasten his mouth around a nipple and use his hand on the other.

He thrust one powerful thigh against her crotch and with a hand against her bottom began pressing in slow circles.

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prophetepiphany March 1 2009, 21:22:42 UTC
Laura gasped loudly, her head falling back against the wall of the elevator as she rocked against him. "Oh Gods, Joslire," she whimpered as her own hands moved away from him so that she could fumble with the button of her jeans and the zipper.

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knife_fighter March 1 2009, 21:29:35 UTC
She was beautiful at any time, but unbelievably so as she was now, abandoned to sensation.

He used the time she pulled back to pull one leg out of pants and hip wrap, he would need a stable base of support for the vigorous movements ahead. Then he reached for her pants, helping move them down and out of the way.

He knelt down as he pulled her jeans and hip wrap down her legs, and once there he moved to pull one of her legs free from them and place it over his shoulder. Then it was a simple matter to tilt his head up and aim rapid licks at her most sensitive flesh.

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prophetepiphany March 1 2009, 21:38:14 UTC
For some reason she just hadn't been expecting that, and she cried out his name, her voice echoing in the elevator. She was vaguely aware that people could probably hear her but she didn't particularly care, either. She was already so aroused both in great part to what he was doing and where they were doing it.

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