Date: 2012-10-13 05:26 pm (UTC)
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He wasn't blind to the squirming or the look on Dakin's face. He shifted his position on top of him, pressing own against him with more purpose.

"Depending on what mood I was in. And then I'd spread your legs. Use my fingers...my mouth, maybe. Get you ready."
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