zydrate
Sweet Zydrate
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A desperate hand slides your top up, breaking the kiss only long enough to raise it above your head- then back, full vengeance, hot, passionate, almost angry. Devouring... teeth bite your lip before her tongue slides back in. Fingers make tracks along your now bare back.
The chill of the air sends a shiver through out her body...or is it the feel of the Angel's touch and kiss... the sensations are almost too much but her moan of desperation are cut off when their lips meet again....the feel of hot tracks trail down her back and sends more tingles up her body
