[ Oh, he's so thoughtful. Mako's happily accommodating, because she'd accommodate anything if it means that she's got an easier time of kissing him senseless.
Her thumb gently smooths over his bottom lip, and not for the first time, she thinks that she's the luckiest woman in the world -- there would be so many who would kill to have him look at them the way he looks at her, so many who would want to be kissed by him. And here he is, in her bed, in her arms.
She smiles, before she gently coaxes his lips apart and gives him an openly sensuous, wonderfully french kiss, her tongue in his mouth and exploring him for a good few moments. Pulling out, she murmurs. ]
Luck, and reputation. Thankfully, I'm your very last customer.
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Her thumb gently smooths over his bottom lip, and not for the first time, she thinks that she's the luckiest woman in the world -- there would be so many who would kill to have him look at them the way he looks at her, so many who would want to be kissed by him. And here he is, in her bed, in her arms.
She smiles, before she gently coaxes his lips apart and gives him an openly sensuous, wonderfully french kiss, her tongue in his mouth and exploring him for a good few moments. Pulling out, she murmurs. ]
Luck, and reputation. Thankfully, I'm your very last customer.