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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Jan 26, 2010 23:14:28 GMT -5
Well of course that something had appeared there. He wouldn't be straight it nothing had happened. Here a beautiful girl sat on his lap, stripping each others clothes, makking out. It was hot. He couldn't help himself. And the fact that she had just tossed her bra aside didn't help one bit either. The hand on her lower waist slowly crawled up her side, his hand gently cupping around her. It was just a reaction, a motion that his body was going through.
His hands then went back to her wasit, and e moved her like she was a doll. He rolled over, laying her down on the seat, his body now hovering over hers. As Priestly kissed her once more his lips pressed hard against her's he lowered his lips from her's moving down along her neck placing firm kisses along the skin working his way down past her collar bone. Brushing his lips across her stomach Priestly looked up at her a playful glint shining in his eyes as he unbuttoned her jeans and kissed at her stomach. |
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Post by ``Mickey. on Jan 26, 2010 23:29:12 GMT -5
He really seemed to be enjoying this. What guy wouldn't? Dakota knew she was hot. She knew what she was capable of, and it made her proud. His hands slipped from her waist, gently cupping, and she couldn't help but smile internally. This was really heading in the right direction. She didn't know how this could go wrong. Clothes were being ripped off and there wasn't a moment when their lips weren't pressed together. There wasn't really any other way she would have it. The moment was almost perfect. Almost.
Dakota was soon rolled over, his body looming over her. One last kiss before his lips trailed lower and lower. She was ticklish on her stomach, and ginger kisses here and there made her want to giggle, but she gladly held them back. She watched as he looked up at her, a smile on his lips as he unbuttoned her pants. There was a large grin on her lips as she looked down at him through her wide brown eyes. She was just waiting for him to pull them off.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Jan 27, 2010 7:45:06 GMT -5
His lips stayed around her navel, kissing her smooth skin. he looked up to see the large grin on her face, only causing his to grow as well. Her pants were unbuttoned and he grabbed the edges, then started pulling them down. As he did so a trail of kisses went down her legs until he got to her feet, were he took her pants completely off and threw them aside. With that he crawled back over to her, his eyes looking into her for one last second before he leaned back down and kissed her.
For the most part his body stayed off her, only his lower waist and a bit of his stomach lightly laid on her. His hands were on both sides of his head, his arms holding him up. His lips stayed with hers, not wanting to pull away again. Slowly his chest seemed to lower down on top of hers, wanting to feel her warmth against him. He kept all his weight on his arms, but know his whole body was basically laying on top of hers. |
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Post by ``Mickey. on Jan 28, 2010 18:57:31 GMT -5
Everytime his lips hit her stomach in a ginger kiss she felt a chill run down her spine. As he pulled her pants down she glanced down at her Hello Kitty boy short undies, making a large grin come to her lips. Dakota smiled as he crawled back over to her, taking a glance into her eyes before his lips were back on hers. She lifted her hands and rested them on his face, keeping it close to his. Not like he would be pulling away anytime soon anyways. She just didn't want to take any chances.
His body loomed over hers, being held up but his arms. Their lips were still locked together, and she didn't want to change that. Dakota just wanted this to be even. She was almost completely nude, and he still had all his lower attire on. She thought about pulling her lips from his, just to tease him and make him suffer, but she didn't want his lips off hers. There was just something so addicting about him.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Jan 29, 2010 16:30:24 GMT -5
He felt as if his body was to large to be pressing down on hers like it was. He seemed like he was engulfing her. She had this nice little, thin, petite body and his was about twice her size, and for being a male, he was only a little taller than normal. His mind wasn't thinking about that though, instead it was focused on her, just her. He felt her hands on his face, his lips still pushing down against her. There was no way that he was going to break the kiss anytime soon.
Because of how low he was now, his whole forearm rested down on the seat, keeping him up. his left hand, however, had slid slowly down the side of her body, reaching down to her thigh. On the way his hand had slid over her underwear, which had just reminded him of what they looked like, and causing him to smile inwardly into the kiss. It was true that all she had were the undies, and he still had his pants on. There were unzipped though, exposing his blue and green plaid boxers. As much as he wanted them off, he wasn't' going to do it. He was going to make her thing of someway to maneuver them off, even if he was on top of her. |
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Post by ``Mickey. on Mar 15, 2010 14:21:01 GMT -5
Dakota was tired of this. Not this in general, but her being below and him being half clothed. She decided to switch things up a little bit. Her hands rested on his shoulders as she pulled her mouth from his. A smile rested on her lips as many thoughts ran through her messed up little head. Dakota gave him a gentle push, getting him off her, only to tackle him down to the seat, looming over him. In a way she was somewhat surprised with herself. This was quite shocking since she was very well practiced in this department. She bit down on her lip as her hands slid down his bare chest, down his stomach, and to the brim of his pants.
She wanted them off, and she would get what she wanted. Her hands pulled at his pants greedily, soon sliding them all the way off. Mission accomplished. She soon tossed them aside like they were nothing. Dakota didn't want them anymore. They weren't of much use. She snaked her way up some, hands resting on the seat as she leaned in, pressing her mouth to his. Oh how the tables had turned, and oh how much she liked it. Right now there was no thinking. She was just going with the flow as she always did. Was that a good thing? Normally it only led to days like these, end up buying pregnany tests and doin some dirty-dirty in the back of some guy's van.
Typical day at the office.
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