12-17-2003, 09:47 PM
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Join Date: Nov 2002
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Liudmilla's body began to come alive in a way that it had never been before as she surrendered herself to Nikolai's mouth, his lips, his tongue. These were not boyish kisses, awkward fumblings of lips on a journey toward breasts, a means to achieve the ultimate goal -- screwing. And that not even for mutual satisfaction.
Nikolai...
Breathless with desire, she was afraid to speak, barely able to meet his gaze as he looked into her eyes. What was it she saw there? No one had ever looked at her this way before.
"'Milla... "
The sound of his voice woke something deep inside of her that made her wish she were more like Anna. She didn't know what to do. How to act. How to respond. What to say. All she knew is that she never wanted it to stop.
A whispered "Ohhh... " escaped her lips as his tongue trailed downward and brought yet another flush, to her face and below. Daring to move closer, Liudmilla timidly placed a hand on Nikolai's shoulder, her hand trembling as his muscles rippled beneath her fingertips.
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