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Post by TINKA JADE BELMOUNT on Dec 5, 2010 0:41:40 GMT -5
 | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,330,true] Tink felt a smirk on her features as Pete hung up. Oh she hadn't even started plahying with him yet. He had no idea what he was in for. Or well, maybe he did, and that was why he was so excited. Tossing her phone on the kitchen bench she sped off into her room. Tearing off her singlet and shorts. Grabbing the first skimpy dress she came to. Pete knew how to let himself into her apartment, so she had to be quick. Once dressed, she took out her hair and messed it up as she ran back to the kitchen, Grabbing a strawberry from the fridge, and positioning herself on the bench. Playing with the strawberry between her lips as she heard the door open. "What am I getting?"
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Post by peter on Dec 6, 2010 23:20:27 GMT -5
 | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,320,true] His lungs stung as the young man climbed the stairs as fast as his snow covered shoes could carry him. When he knew what awaited him, he'd run faster if his body would will itself to do so. He started taking two stairs at a time, his thighs pumping before he finally reached the door he sought. He pushed himself through just in time to see Tinka perch herself on the counter, clad in a rather revealing dress and a strawberry to her mouth. He didn't speak as he slammed the door shut behind him and approached her. Almost urgent, he pushed himself against her, his toned body sliding right between her legs rather provocatively as his mouth went for hers. His pearly whites snatched the berry from her lips as his arms wrapped around her slender body and let his hands grip her back tightly. "What you've been thinking about since you heard my voice on the other end of that damn phone line." |
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Post by TINKA JADE BELMOUNT on Dec 7, 2010 3:07:38 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,330,true] Tinka didn't mind at all the sudden pressure of him against her chest. Nor his legs easing themselves between her own. In fact, she'd have been rather disappointed had he not found his rightful spot between her legs the instant he entered the apartment. Parting her legs, the blonde hooked them around Pete's hips. Drawing him in even closer. She gladly pushed the berry from her own mouth to his, letting her tongue brush his lips in the process. With a coy smirk on her lips, she spoke in a soft murmur. "Since I answered the phone I was thinking about how much I'd love some chocolate. Am I getting chocolate Petey?"
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