Date: 2009-10-08 07:07 am (UTC)
Rose cried out as he bit her, but did not release his earlobe from her teeth. Indeed, if anything she bit harder, and thrust her hips against his harder, fucking him just a surely as he was fucking her. Her own pleasure was mounting, mounting, to a fever pitch, and as the Master's hand drifted up toward her head, she began to tremble with the force of explosive ecstasy just barely contained.
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