:: stripped ::

:: Saturday, June 28, 2003 ::

i felt him, his breath brushing my neck before his mouth closed on it and suckled, to leave a mark that he would question later. his hands yanked my shirt and bra up so that his hands could cup and squeeze my breasts, kneading them until my nipples begged for his touch. he began to rock his hips into mine, and i felt his cock, ready, eager for me. i turned, followed him into bed, and we began to unravel.
:: 12:42 PM [+] ::
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