Anita nips at the nipple, her head no longer floating like it was, and slowly sits up. She knows from experience to take things a little slower after donating. Her fingers dance down his stomach as she stands up, thankful she'd worn sneakers and not heels, and yanks on his trousers.
"Bed," she orders. "Now. And lose the pants."
She kicks off her sneakers as she backs towards the bed, and when she reaches it, she's also dropped her jeans and panties.
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Date: 2009-09-23 04:12 pm (UTC)"Bed," she orders. "Now. And lose the pants."
She kicks off her sneakers as she backs towards the bed, and when she reaches it, she's also dropped her jeans and panties.