The Master's hands tightened on her waist and shoulder briefly. Again she had caught him by surprise, and he was quick to retaliate. The hand on her waist was suddenly in motion, snaking around to the front of her jeans and between her legs, kneading the flesh there. His other hand cupped her breast again, supporting it as he bent to swirl his tongue around the nipple with excruciating slowness.
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Date: 2009-10-06 06:33 am (UTC)