~Cherry's Hot Spot~

fingers wandering the wonderful curves of her hips...around to caress her tummy...teeth pinching down on an ear lobe just a bit...and pulling

that bite and tug, god, it's enough to make me shake. my hand covering yours, feeling you feel me. two silky nymphs matching curve for curve.
 
that bite and tug, god, it's enough to make me shake. my hand covering yours, feeling you feel me. two silky nymphs matching curve for curve.

fingers twining together, just letting us hold each other, fit and mold and move together...nothing more is needed, no thought at all...just desire and exploration
 
A little something like this.

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Slips in and takes a seat while awaiting the next installment of Cherry's newsletter, leafing through a magazine in the meantime.
 
Grins wickedly at Cherry and then winks. He stands up and then slips over to her, brushes up against her, and then leans down to brush his lips briefly across her neck.

"You seem to know something about what I like." He whispers softly and then gives her a quick pinch.
 
Warily watches him move towards her, nibbling her bottom lip nervously. The soft kiss on her neck makes her smile but the pinch catches her by surprise and she yelps, laughing a little.

I may or may not have, watched you around here. I picked up on a few things that seem to make you...tick.

Grins and relaxes at your side, leaning over to brush my lips over the soft lobe of your ear, whispering ever so softly.

I think you like good little bad girls.
 
He turns his head slightly when he feels her lips move across his ear, softly brushing them as her soft voice whispers against him. He rests his palm on her naughty ass.

"Or perhaps it's bad little good girls." He grinned again, a toothy grin, and his other hand grabbed her hair, pulling her head back, tilting it down until his lips pressed came down to claim hers in a sudden kiss. He grabs her ass and seems to pull her upward slightly into the kiss.


"What kind of girl do you think that YOU are?"
 
Already his hand had taken it's place on the soft curve of her bottom. Admittedly she knew she loved it. There was something about the way a man's large hand cupped a woman so perfectly. Especially this man. She didn't even have time to reply to his bad girl comment and his hand was tight in her hair and his mouth was sliding against hers in such a demanding way. Lifting her by her bottom and taking what he wanted from the softness of her mouth then expecting her to have the ability to speak afterwards.

Instead she shrugged and slid her fingers through his hair, tugging it sharply and pressing her mouth against his again. He tasted so good. Like sunshine and warm sexy male. Very warm. Intoxicatingly so. As she broke the kiss she scraped her teeth over his bottom lip and smiled a sultry little smile.


How bout a better question? What kind of girl do YOU think I am hmm?
 
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