An Evening T/together Part 7

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Part 8 of the 10 part series

Updated 03/18/2021
Created 07/15/2004
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He watches the girl squirming as He looks at her…she looks back a glint in her eyes…He sees the glint in her eyes and watches her carefully…eyes smouldering as the shadows from the fire dance across the room.
she gets up and smirks…taking a glass she slowly moves her hands up and down it…moving over it so softly…she starts to get faster…building up a rhythm as she does…as she does this with one hand she takes two apples from the bowl in front of her and slowly goes round them with the other hand.
He looks wide eyed at her His hardness growing at her movements…she wiggles her hips slightly as she knows He is watching and continues to move her hands in synchronised motions…one going up and down…the other going round the apples.
she then takes the glass to her lips and slowly enters her tongue into it…licking the rim first…going all around it…and then into the opening of the glass…lapping the liquid inside…softly taking it into her mouth…she drinks and lets it slide down her throat…gulping slightly…He lets out a slow, soft moan.
He goes to hold her but she backs away…the glass still to her full lips…the hand still holding the apples…squeezing them softly…leaving a small indentation where she does…her tongue continues to move inside the glass lapping up all the liquid that is in it…He sits back down hardly able to contain Himself.
she smiles at Him as she finishes the contents of the glass and sets it back down on the table…then taking the apples she licks all round them and sucks on them…taking them one by one into her mouth…willing Him this time to grab her and enter her…but this time He doesn’t…looking and enjoying the tease…

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