Feel up those tits
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| - | With your eyes still locked with hers, you move your hands slowly from her neck and down her shoulders. Slowly you slip your small little fingertips inside the edges of Gina's robe, causing her eyes to go wide with suprise at your bold actions. Eventually your hand | + | With your eyes still locked with hers, you move your hands slowly from her neck and down her shoulders. Slowly you slip your small little fingertips inside the edges of Gina's robe, causing her eyes to go wide with suprise at your bold actions. Eventually your hand is completely in and splits the robe open, exposing her huge tits. Once the garment is out of the way, you can feel her smooth hot skin against the upper shaft of your pulsating cock. You hands grope and feel the weight of her breasts until her silver dollar nipples become erect under your tiny palms. |
You moisten your dry lips and take a nipple in each of your hands, rolling and tugging gently on them, causing her to close her eyes and toss her head back slightly. Gina draws a short breath of pleasure past her sweet lips, biting her bottom lip for a moment as a pleasure-filled shudder goes through her body. Her eyes open and she moves her head forward to look at you again with you still cradled in her ams, the expression of confusion gone, replaced by need, replaced by lust. In the back of your mind you consider when the last time was that she looked at your father like that. | You moisten your dry lips and take a nipple in each of your hands, rolling and tugging gently on them, causing her to close her eyes and toss her head back slightly. Gina draws a short breath of pleasure past her sweet lips, biting her bottom lip for a moment as a pleasure-filled shudder goes through her body. Her eyes open and she moves her head forward to look at you again with you still cradled in her ams, the expression of confusion gone, replaced by need, replaced by lust. In the back of your mind you consider when the last time was that she looked at your father like that. | ||
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You smile at her and say: | You smile at her and say: | ||
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*[["Take me to bed."]] | *[["Take me to bed."]] | ||
*[["Strip for me, slut."]] | *[["Strip for me, slut."]] | ||
| - | + | {{RampageTemplate|who=[[Victor Jones|5-year-old boy]]}} | |
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[[Category: Rampage]] | [[Category: Rampage]] | ||
Current revision as of 14:54, 26 July 2011
With your eyes still locked with hers, you move your hands slowly from her neck and down her shoulders. Slowly you slip your small little fingertips inside the edges of Gina's robe, causing her eyes to go wide with suprise at your bold actions. Eventually your hand is completely in and splits the robe open, exposing her huge tits. Once the garment is out of the way, you can feel her smooth hot skin against the upper shaft of your pulsating cock. You hands grope and feel the weight of her breasts until her silver dollar nipples become erect under your tiny palms.
You moisten your dry lips and take a nipple in each of your hands, rolling and tugging gently on them, causing her to close her eyes and toss her head back slightly. Gina draws a short breath of pleasure past her sweet lips, biting her bottom lip for a moment as a pleasure-filled shudder goes through her body. Her eyes open and she moves her head forward to look at you again with you still cradled in her ams, the expression of confusion gone, replaced by need, replaced by lust. In the back of your mind you consider when the last time was that she looked at your father like that.
You smile at her and say:
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