She finishes undoing his tie and lets it drop to the ground beneath them. Next she undoes his collar a bit, loosening it so she can slide her hand down his shirt and have a feel of that wonderful back of his. He feels so good, tastes so good. . . . She slips her tongue into his mouth, as her hand explores his shoulders.
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ninetydegrees
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on 2011-10-03 01:42 am (UTC)