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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 1:20:12 GMT -5
He just sort of nodded, biting his lip. "I--do whatever you want..." He didn't know what to ask for, even what was an option. He wanted to just give her free reign to do all the decision making, since his brain was shutting down, anyway.
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 1:42:06 GMT -5
Zippy hesitated. She really wanted to give him pleasure, but she also didn't want to overdo it. His wellbeing was suddenly immensely important and she had no idea what to do.
But her hand kept going.
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 1:46:23 GMT -5
He whimpered, thrusting slowly up, matching the rhythm of her hand. "Zip..." he breathed out her name, like he was either swearing or begging.
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 1:51:19 GMT -5
She kissed his forehead, not thinking about her hand getting tired, and started to instead think about where the heck she was going to put his release. She had an handkerchief in her bosom, but her hand was too occupied to reach for it.
"My dress..." She purred, looking down. "Unbutton my first few buttons, I have a handkerchief tucked in there."
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 1:54:13 GMT -5
He nodded, licking his bottom lip. His fingers were shaky as he unbutton her dress, but he didn't stop at just the first few. He unbuttoned it until it was open to below her chest, and his eyes were on her the whole time. His hand gently traced the swell of her breasts, feeling her skin.
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 1:56:39 GMT -5
Zippy closed her eyes and sighed when he touched her, reaching with her free hand into her bra and taking out the tissue. "You almost there?" She whispered, kissing his temple.
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 2:01:23 GMT -5
He nodded. He didn't want this to be over, but he'd already used every ounce of restraint in his entire body to last this long. He couldn't last much longer.
He kept one hand on her breast, sliding it to cup her in his hand, and used his free hand to tilt her face towards him so he could kiss her mouth.
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 2:07:47 GMT -5
Zippy kissed him back, holding the handkerchief near the head of his penis as she caught his release.
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 2:09:27 GMT -5
He groaned into her mouth as he came, bucking a little against her hand. He didn't stop kissing her, even has his blood rushed back through the rest of his body, making him dizzy.
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 2:13:11 GMT -5
((since when are handjobs this hot?  )) Zippy broke the kiss to toss her handkerchief into the wastebasket, then pulled him close to her, wrapping her arms around him. |
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 2:17:26 GMT -5
((Haha, uh, since us, clearly  )) He rolled onto his side, pulling her against him, hands buried in her hair as he kissed her gently. It was like he could kiss her forever, and never get tired of it. |
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 2:26:31 GMT -5
Zippy really wanted to give him more, although he did look completely satisfied. She pulled her lips away, smirked, and unclasped her bra.
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 2:30:23 GMT -5
David's eyes widened, watching her. When she'd removed her bra entirely, his hand lifted to trace along the swell of one breast, to the valley between, and back up the swell of the other.
"I--you...Jesus, Zip, you're perfect..."
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 2:32:01 GMT -5
Zip laughed, pulling his face towards hers, kissing him repeatedly.
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 2:34:26 GMT -5
He smirked into the kiss, hand tracing along the side of one breast lazily. "Why're you laughing at me?"
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