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Post by Moonshine on Feb 1, 2012 0:35:17 GMT -5
((She's too cute! The way she scrunches her nose up!))
He chuckled. "Yes, ma'am." He scratched her back, then moved to straddle her, sitting on her butt a bit as he began to massage her.
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Post by Rose on Feb 1, 2012 0:37:32 GMT -5
"Whoa, gettin' fancy," she said, chuckling. But she wasn't complaining. She let out a happy sigh, closing her eyes.
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Post by Moonshine on Feb 1, 2012 0:38:24 GMT -5
He smirked, moving his hands under her shirt to unhook her bra.
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Post by Rose on Feb 1, 2012 0:43:19 GMT -5
"Ooh, ooh, really itchy spot right there," she said, wincing.
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Post by Moonshine on Feb 1, 2012 0:44:51 GMT -5
He chuckled, scratching where her bra hand previously been, kneading into her skin. "You're adorable, ya know that."
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Post by Rose on Feb 1, 2012 0:46:47 GMT -5
"Yeah, sure," she replied in an off-hand manner, sighing contentedly as he scratched the itchy spot. "Okay, you can stop now if you want."
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Post by Moonshine on Feb 1, 2012 0:49:37 GMT -5
He didn't. Instead, he kept massaging slowly, pushing her shirt up off her back, leaning down to kiss along her spine.
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Post by Rose on Feb 1, 2012 0:53:14 GMT -5
"Oh -- oh, hey. Well then. No, you don't have to stop," she said, smiling to herself.
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Post by Moonshine on Feb 1, 2012 0:56:57 GMT -5
He smirked, laughing a little scooting down her legs, to kiss the hollow at the small of her back.
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Post by Rose on Feb 1, 2012 0:58:33 GMT -5
A chill ran up and down her spine, and she couldn't help but shiver a little bit. "I don't think you've ever kissed that before," she noted, her voice almost whisper soft.
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Post by Moonshine on Feb 1, 2012 1:07:37 GMT -5
"Never spent a whole lotta time back here before." His hands slid under her body to undo her pants, tugging them down her legs. He resumed his kissing, following the curve of her butt down to the backs of her thighs.
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Post by Rose on Feb 1, 2012 1:13:47 GMT -5
Rose was incredibly glad he couldn't see her face right now, because she was blushing furiously. But she forced herself not to stop him.
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Post by Moonshine on Feb 1, 2012 1:17:05 GMT -5
His hands massaged the backs of her thighs as he kissed along one hip. "God, these legs..."
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Post by Rose on Feb 1, 2012 1:18:29 GMT -5
"What -- what about my legs?" she croaked, her brow furrowed.
((gah, I'm falling asleep!))
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Post by Moonshine on Feb 1, 2012 1:29:53 GMT -5
((Go to sleep!!))
"They're perfect. One a' the first things I loved about you. That, and yer hair."
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