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"Now you do it," he said when we finally broke off. I had to stop dancing or I'd have striptease photos fallen. Handing over the remaining two vials, I broke the seal on the first, threw back the peach-tasting shot striptease photos, and held the second in my mouth. Jay was too tall; he'd need a straw, I thought stupidly. Looking around, the man backed me up to one of their half-walls and boosted me up striptease photos. On the wall, I was sitting about four feet striptease photos off the floor, enough to be a few inches 'taller' than Jay if I striptease photos sat striptease photos up straight. It was hard not to swallow the liquor in my mouth, and I was sure I was salivating in it enough for him to taste that too. Once up there, Jay tilted back his head and waited with an expectant look. I striptease photos leaned forward and let him striptease photos have it. God, I wanted the man. I let him know with the kiss, with the movements of my lips. At striptease photos first I wouldn't let him striptease photos open my mouth, going instead to the side, and leaving a striptease photos tiny trail of liqueur striptease photos down his neck. Then the other side. He striptease photos got too inpatient and captured my mouth before I was really ready, but I managed to seal my lips against his invasion, and clenched me teeth behind them. I was going to make him work for it. Jay licked my striptease photos lips with the point of his tongue, trying to weasel inside, but no. He licked them striptease photos fully next, with broad swipes, which tickled, but he was unsuccessful. It was becoming a battle of wills. He wanted the booze, and I wanted him. |
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