Tfb - Let him carry you

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You were in too much pain to ward him off. "Fine. You can carry me, as long as you don't do anything weird."
You were in too much pain to ward him off. "Fine. You can carry me, as long as you don't do anything weird."
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"Wouldn't think of it." A smirk spread across his face. Easily lifting your body out of the bed, he picked you up bridal style, with his hand conveniently resting between your legs.
"Wouldn't think of it." A smirk spread across his face. Easily lifting your body out of the bed, he picked you up bridal style, with his hand conveniently resting between your legs.
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He opened the door and carried you down the stairs, careful to avoid running you into something unpleasant. Every stair he went down, his fingers shifted, leaving them gently rubbing against your pussy, slowly making you hornier than you already were. You buried you face in the shoulder of his shirt to avoid letting him see you bite your lip in attempt to hide the fact that you were getting wetter by the second.
He opened the door and carried you down the stairs, careful to avoid running you into something unpleasant. Every stair he went down, his fingers shifted, leaving them gently rubbing against your pussy, slowly making you hornier than you already were. You buried you face in the shoulder of his shirt to avoid letting him see you bite your lip in attempt to hide the fact that you were getting wetter by the second.
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Getting to the kitchen, he took the opportunity to slip his finger into your pink thong, prodding your hole before setting you down.
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"Thanks" You say, sitting in a kitchen chair.
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*[[tfb - Ask him to get the aspirin]]
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*[[tfb - Get it yourself]]

Revision as of 20:48, 17 September 2015

You were in too much pain to ward him off. "Fine. You can carry me, as long as you don't do anything weird."


"Wouldn't think of it." A smirk spread across his face. Easily lifting your body out of the bed, he picked you up bridal style, with his hand conveniently resting between your legs.


He opened the door and carried you down the stairs, careful to avoid running you into something unpleasant. Every stair he went down, his fingers shifted, leaving them gently rubbing against your pussy, slowly making you hornier than you already were. You buried you face in the shoulder of his shirt to avoid letting him see you bite your lip in attempt to hide the fact that you were getting wetter by the second.


Getting to the kitchen, he took the opportunity to slip his finger into your pink thong, prodding your hole before setting you down.


"Thanks" You say, sitting in a kitchen chair.

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