following the gps

to the place that advertised the home-style natural whole milk

she always wants More.

eyes focused
licking lips
bending down

~tosses her over my shoulder so i can still spank that bum~

OWWWW!!!! OWWWIE she lifts her ass higher
... lets go here

~quick as a rabbit i snatch you up, sitting down and over you go~

SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK !!!!

getting to the bottom of it

It is love.

Oh???

I hope not ..but if you think donni needs to be reedem for chasing him *grin*
she wiggles her ass again
... wicked grin ...

Apartment
Okay, that smile? That does have him at least trying to open his eyes a little wider to look at you.

"Lucky me." A glimmer of humour there. "I am hoping I was more charming and less pathetic than my memory tells me?"

The bleakness of last night is still there, underneath the headache and faint nausea, but less overwhelmingly so. There's warmth, now, and humour, particularly as you laugh.

"I'll stand by my statement. I'm sure angels contain multitudes."

The smile widens, just a little. "I wasn't sure I'd get you to agree to a next time. I also am usually way better in bed than this." Banter, it's not something he quite managed last night, but today, it seems to come naturally.

They can't help but squint, but they are trying now, to look at you, to take you in. The awareness of how stunning you are finally filtering through the fog of the hangover. Enough so that he's shifting to turn toward you, careful not to dislodge your head from his arm, fingers still playing with your hair.

"I'm glad." Both that it's nice, and that you seem to want to be here with him.

"Good." A flash of an actual grin as you agree to dinner. "I'd like to appreciate you sober."

A quiet chuckle, again, that rueful tilt of lips. "Not really? I know the amount of bottles here indicate otherwise, but this is... not really a thing I do often. Or wasn't." There it is, the bleakness, a slight resurgence. "I haven't been myself lately."

A little shake of his head. "I feel like you know way too much about me, and I barely know anything about you. You're an angel, I shouldn't get on your bad side, you're an exceptional snuggler, but..." It's a hopeful sort of invitation. They don't expect you to bare your soul like they did last night, or even close.

"Okay."

Smiles.

"Will you be back?"

I have an RTI to attend to

Surrender is an invitation to ecstasy

~smiles at the cute bottom wiggling~

or maybe it was you who frietened him!

looks in again

having some more from my thermos

she grin wiggling her bottom as she watched you Top .. winks *

Well, looks like i lost him!

Such sluts are rare but worth waiting for.

hello, welcome!

~i don't stop until his roasted bottom touches my hips so hot they burn~