They had changed from long passionate smooches to brief playful pecks, the kind that allowed some sort of conversation in between. His hands were still indecisive about whether they enjoyed exploring or squeezing more her thighs, her ass, her waist. In response to her question he pressed her up against the wall, pinning her, their heads not far from the ceiling.
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Date: 2011-12-19 06:18 am (UTC)"...have I? I'm the world's foremost expert."