His rough hands grasped at the silk of her gown and rent it. It was a connection, a way to feed the darkness in his soul
. Clarice gasped for air beneath him; the weight of his body crushing her, combined with the lack of oxygen, left her dizzy and lightheaded.
. He put on his shirt, carefully leaving his mask on. I moved my mouth back up to the top still leaving my hand towards the bottom
Yet she didn’t seem like she was suffering.
Bobby was losing control rapidly. Bobby stood up to embrace her and give her a kiss to feel out her needs
. She reached around and grasped his butt cheeks and held him tightly as she sucked harder and took more of him into her mouth
His rough hands grasped at the silk of her gown and rent it. It was a connection, a way to feed the darkness in his soul
. Clarice gasped for air beneath him; the weight of his body crushing her, combined with the lack of oxygen, left her dizzy and lightheaded.
. He put on his shirt, carefully leaving his mask on. I moved my mouth back up to the top still leaving my hand towards the bottom
Yet she didn’t seem like she was suffering.
Bobby was losing control rapidly. Bobby stood up to embrace her and give her a kiss to feel out her needs
. She reached around and grasped his butt cheeks and held him tightly as she sucked harder and took more of him into her mouth
His rough hands grasped at the silk of her gown and rent it. It was a connection, a way to feed the darkness in his soul
. Clarice gasped for air beneath him; the weight of his body crushing her, combined with the lack of oxygen, left her dizzy and lightheaded.
. He put on his shirt, carefully leaving his mask on. I moved my mouth back up to the top still leaving my hand towards the bottom
Yet she didn’t seem like she was suffering.
Bobby was losing control rapidly. Bobby stood up to embrace her and give her a kiss to feel out her needs
. She reached around and grasped his butt cheeks and held him tightly as she sucked harder and took more of him into her mouth
Erica Boyer - Scene 2