Anita's legs snake around Jean-Claude's waist, pulling him deeper and keeping him there. She clings to him, rocking her hips quickly, her breath short as heat quickly spreads outward from her center. Her nails scratch along his back as she pants his name, shifting her position just enough, and then she cries out. Climax takes her as her body shudders around him, her pleasure his pleasure and his hers.
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Date: 2009-09-23 06:29 pm (UTC)