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VintagePunk said:
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He traps you between the concrete and himself, his arms planted firmly on the wall on each side of your shoulders. Jax, love...we keep finding walls wherever we are, don't we? He bites your neck roughly, before looking at you with a devilish smirk. Don't be afraid...I only mean to have you the way you've always wanted. Relax, baby... He leans in for a long, hard kiss, abusing your mouth, bruising your lips. He takes your hand, pulls it down toward him, letting you feel exactly what you're doing to him. You feel his heat, his desire...his NEED..and gasp, sinking. You know there's no point in resisting. He has you where he wants you.

*shivers*
:combust: :faint:


Vp..you're so creul......:heart:
 
well it's so hard to walk away from this place, but I need to see the back of my eyelids for a few hours. :yawn: G'night all (or good morning, to some!)
 
VintagePunk said:


Okay, please tell me you've used the red lightbulb?? :wink:

:yes: last night honey, that's why i left suddenly , had togo help NI with the tent took seconds to get it p but ages to get it down again...:giggle:

so i feel like i'm sitting in a tarts parlour at the moment waiting for my next client....

Oh Mr B welcome back.......
 
WildHoney said:


:yes: last night honey, that's why i left suddenly , had togo help NI with the tent took seconds to get it p but ages to get it down again...:giggle:

so i feel like i'm sitting in a tarts parlour at the moment waiting for my next client....

Oh Mr B welcome back.......

Okay, I'm relieved. I kept thinking about that lightbulb in it's poor, sad box...:laugh:
 
VintagePunk said:
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He traps you between the concrete and himself, his arms planted firmly on the wall on each side of your shoulders. Jax, love...we keep finding walls wherever we are, don't we? He bites your neck roughly, before looking at you with a devilish smirk. Don't be afraid...I only mean to have you the way you've always wanted. Relax, baby... He leans in for a long, hard kiss, abusing your mouth, bruising your lips. He takes your hand, pulls it down toward him, letting you feel exactly what you're doing to him. You feel his heat, his desire...his NEED..and gasp, sinking. You know there's no point in resisting. He has you where he wants you.

~BrightestStar~ said:
God...I can't think coherently....:hmm:

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With alcohol induced glee the two of you stumble into the living room. He's tickling you and teasing you and you squirm away. As you attempt escape you forget you own a couch, bumbing into, and falling backwards. Giggling hysterically you look up to see B's look of concern slowly change into a lecherous grin, his eyes full of lust and misdhief. Through your haze you realize you are sprawled on the couch...one leg still hanging over the side, the edge of your shirt pulled up. You're the image of innocence, and of temptress all at once. He prowls towards you..amazing given his state. Runs a hand up your leg, before following the same trail with his hot tongue. He turns you now, moves in front of you. He leans foreward to kiss you..hot and needy, and your too distracted to realize what his hands are up too. He leans back again, smiles with triumph as he gazes appreciatively at his prize, his beauty. And then, this is the last thing you see, as he winks and smirks...disappearing from sight as you close your eyes and drown ...


:shifty: :reject:

Don't mind me...jus seein if I can cause myself heart failure...
I seriously think I'm havin heart palpitations or something..:drool:


Night Sadgirl :)
 
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