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These are good, wholesome people.
That we were skin to skin was momentarily forgotten. Eventually, I whispered, "Why me?" "Hmm?" His fingertip traced the ridge of each of my cheekbones.
It's still two days away.
I just didn't know how long he was going to draw it out this time.
At least the fish didn't bicker about getting a lower discount than advertised, or that so-and-so was already out of whatever it was in the flyer and it was only nine o'clock.
When there wasn't a ding that the caller had left a voicemail, Chris laid his free arm across my chest under my breasts and rested his chin on his forearm, his dark eyes on mine. "I'd never regretted the piercings.
After a long moment of nuzzling and licking on his end which had us both moaning, he rested his chin in the valley between my breasts and sighed as well. "I dated a girl who worked in a tattoo parlor.
I clenched my teeth and hissed through my inhales and exhales when he rained down his palm on my left ass cheek this time. "Fuck!" My whole body went rigid.