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So you like them easy, is what you're saying. [He gon' tease you Freddie, watch out. Not that either one of them cares much. He could use a cigarette, though, even if just to keep his mouth busy.]
Don't mind if I do.
[Phone up. Click?]
That'd be room mate.
Don't mind if I do.
[Phone up. Click?]
That'd be room mate.
[She grins and laughs, a breathless one, while she works her fingers up to her clit. Slow still, lazy and languid while she works a finger in a slow circle.]
That's a shame. You've only got fifteen minutes left.
[Her breath catches, eyelids fluttering just for. moment.] Ah - could always leave early.
That's a shame. You've only got fifteen minutes left.
[Her breath catches, eyelids fluttering just for. moment.] Ah - could always leave early.
it's alexandra
nothing weird about it
i like that as a nickname for it
nothing weird about it
i like that as a nickname for it
heeeey
picture proof is required post haste
picture proof is required post haste
she could do it
she'd be a badass villain
she's from some post-apocalyptic irradiated wasteland
coolest chick i ever met
she'd be a badass villain
she's from some post-apocalyptic irradiated wasteland
coolest chick i ever met
Posterity? Because I was under the assumption guys love taking dick pics and can and will be send them at the barest show of interest?
But yes the real thing is good too. Shall I pop by then?
But yes the real thing is good too. Shall I pop by then?
You're gonna miss some of it anyway, on your way here.
[She turns her head, flashing a grin at her phone. What are fifteen minutes anyway? Nothing, really.
She works her fingers a little faster, pressure firmer and more precious. A hand comes away to tease at a breast and her hips shift and roll in a short sharp movement. The noises she makes aren't nearly as loud as they usually are. If anything, they're slightly bitten off sighs, reserved and forced quiet, like she's trying hard to be discreet. ]
[She turns her head, flashing a grin at her phone. What are fifteen minutes anyway? Nothing, really.
She works her fingers a little faster, pressure firmer and more precious. A hand comes away to tease at a breast and her hips shift and roll in a short sharp movement. The noises she makes aren't nearly as loud as they usually are. If anything, they're slightly bitten off sighs, reserved and forced quiet, like she's trying hard to be discreet. ]
[Easily the longest ten minutes of her life, but her hands are a good distraction.]
Hmmm. Dunno. Maybe you're kissing me? Maybe you're talkin' in my ear?
[There is a whole expanse of skin where his mouth could be kept busy, but she's not exactly subtle about how much she likes it when he murmurs dirty talk in her ear.]
Hmmm. Dunno. Maybe you're kissing me? Maybe you're talkin' in my ear?
[There is a whole expanse of skin where his mouth could be kept busy, but she's not exactly subtle about how much she likes it when he murmurs dirty talk in her ear.]
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