They kissed until they must breathe or die, and broke away only long enough to gasp for air before returning to their sweet duel.
Her hands, freed, roamed his back, his chest, finding his tiny nipples beneath the padded vest and thick shirt he wore, pinching and flicking in time with her tongue. He groaned into her mouth, and she swallowed the sound, never ceasing. When the kiss came to its inevitable end, she loosed his garments and ducked her head to suck the small nubs until he would have screamed had he not bit down on his own hand.
“Stop. You must.” His voice was strained. She ignored him until he pulled her up by the hair. “Stop.”
“Why?” She shifted, and saw his eyes go dark and wide at the sight of her breasts thrusting at him through the thin bit of silk that remained. “Is it your turn?”
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Angel is a Centerfold
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Angel is well crafted - warm, mysterious and sensual. The two sides of her personality merge to create something greater than the girl she once was. Angel is a Centerfold delivers a unique brand of scorching eroticism and tender passion.
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