[ Breath rolling from her lips like honey, her hands tug at the breast of his shirt, popping its buttons. Just as well, after the new wardrobe they've purchased him.
With a wicked little grin, she rolls her hips back, leaning in to tease her lips over his, allowing any complaints he might have, only to shush them partway through by delving her tongue down to dash over his. ]
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With a wicked little grin, she rolls her hips back, leaning in to tease her lips over his, allowing any complaints he might have, only to shush them partway through by delving her tongue down to dash over his. ]