The Devil lays back on the couch, smiling to him; her hands feel up the wiry arms, strong shoulders, grinning a bit... then letting out a soft gasp and moan as she is caressed. Her eyes close when their lips meet, her arms slipping once again around Tommy's neck, manicured fingernails teasing the skin of his back.
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Date: 2009-06-14 03:57 am (UTC)