Her breatch catches at the brush of the phantom hand, and she squirms a bit, gasping at each pinch of her nipples, moans when the hand trails down her spine. Her fingers tighten in his hair, her kiss taking on a more passionate edge as she continues to slowly stroke him, fingers twirling around him in a skillful dance.
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Date: 2005-07-13 11:17 pm (UTC)