A sea cooled breeze makes Beau shiver away -- "Fuck," fingers clawing air where they're tied next to her ankles, "fuck!"-- and Jester easily pulls her back into place by the spreader bar, her breath hot against Beau's slick folds, tongue teasing as she speaks, "Oh, if you're cold you should have said something, I know just the thing to warm you right up!"
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[Fill] Jester/Beau, Exposed
Date: 2019-03-30 02:27 pm (UTC)