She groans as he slides home again, pushing back against him, meeting his steady pace with her own strength, her own urgency. She drops down to her elbows, her head falling forward, abandoning herself to the pure, decadence of this position. One hand moves to cover his at her breast and she guides his fingers down between her thighs, keening aloud as he brushes her clit again.
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Date: 2010-11-07 07:11 am (UTC)