She made a little gasp, almost a whimper at his touch. Pressing her body to his, regaining enough clarity of thought at least to begin to apply some of her skills to their lovemaking, smiling softly against his hair as she touches him, moves around and against him.
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Date: 2008-04-09 01:36 am (UTC)