Yes sir!I salute you behind the screen and fall to my knees. My mouth open wide ready to take you in
I'm ready when you are baby...
NICE pix
close up :)
Hearing you loosening your pants and wetting my lush pink glossed lips
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Whispers from behind the srceenHi I'm kelleigh I don't often do this. But I'm absolutely gagging for some cock...
stepping into the booth... loosening my pants.... sliding them down....
Plays with my mobile phone (well pretends to). Spots you and flashes you a bright smile
*s*
following where ever you lead
Opens the door to the shop and moves swiftly to the glory holes at the back
Okay, that sounds good.
Hey, wanna head over to my other room and chat out of the public eye?
*Happy to be here again*
*Settles back in*
Returns, settling back in.
Under Dogtown
"My name is Celeste, I'm just pursuing leads on—" Wait, what did you just say you were going to make everyone do? She'd heard of some sketchy headware, read stories and reports both of brutal, advanced hacks that sought to hijack deeply-wired and catastrophically compromised individuals.But you didn't seem to carry yourself with the kind of certainty that such talents implied.
With your shout still echoing up and down the metal, stone, plastic and rubber tunnel they occupied, Celestine re-slid the inert gun and dropped it back into its holster.
"…look, we don't have a lot of time. Whenever I get a hit on a lead, some Corpo bloodhound comes to check it out to make sure I'm not actually making progress. The latest data drop says you got some unlisted KT gear that I gotta scour to see if it's got any link to The Nyota…" Celeste didn't do the research herself — rather some anonymous friends on the NET who agreed that justice needed to be served — even if it was unlikely, and even if they were happy with letting her be the one to shoulder all of the physical risk.
Her eyes fixed on your eyes, the tense heatmap of your face, the tortured vessels bearing all the red and anguish.
Another wide, slow gesture exaggerated her attempt to appear unthreatening in how she withdrew a tablet from her gear — a piece of kit that was rather basic in order to make it more hardy, and held it out towards you.
It had a syn-leather cover that folded back over itself, and a magnetic latch that swung free."Here, you can just copy whatever it is onto this, yeah? I'll be on my way, even if it means you're gonna wanna lay low for a little bit…"
looking around
I'm telling you, my friend, these babies are swoon-worthy!
I'm very excited for you!
Well thought out plan.