2012-10-24 06:20 (UTC)
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Daphne did what she could to help him get her clothes off, even though it meant she had to let go of him. When he took her into his mouth she cried out sharply, her hand moving to the back of his head. "Bed," she gasped, because she wasn't sure how long her legs would keep supporting her with him doing that.
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