[She had a wicked mouth, his eyes closing and fingers squeezing into the meat of her backside as she nipped at his ear. He thrummed a reply, remembering she couldn't decipher it, then opened his eyes to turn to look at her, the golden sheen flickering over the blue in his arousal.]
It's becoming a spot I'd like to continue frequenting. You're very... accommodating.
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It's becoming a spot I'd like to continue frequenting. You're very... accommodating.