When she finally relented on her assault on his neck, she took a moment to eye her handiwork, giving poor Allen a chance to -breathe-. But she didn't want the fires of their passion to go out after that either, which was why she kept her arms around him, occasionally pressing her nails into his back as she rolled her hips against his, needing to feel some of that friction after all of that. "W..w.ell.?" she managed after a moment, still feeling the effects of that. "H--how was that?"
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Date: 2016-08-06 01:02 pm (UTC)From: