so you wanna play with magic?

betweenthxsheets-deactivated201

Nothing like a dip in the pool on a hot day.

Mm, always a welcome sight I assure you.

#haha it's from alpha dogs #c #c: dahlia3

Well, you're welcome to look whenever you please.

Nothing like a dip in the pool on a hot day.

grace-donaghan-blog

Oh yeah! Can you imagine wearing one of those swimsuits that covers almost your whole body?

Well, I'm pretty sure i've worn them when I was little, but I can't say I do now. I much prefer the attention.

#c #c: grace2

sexlife-e

We crave a different kind of buzz, let me be your ruler. You can call me queen Bee and baby I’ll rule, I ’ l l r u l e. Let me live that fantasy.

#vanity

Nothing like a dip in the pool on a hot day.

grace-donaghan-blog

Can we just take a moment to appreciate whatever man invented bikinis?

They had the right idea, though I think they're better now than they used to be.

#c #c: grace2

betweenthxsheets-deactivated201

Nothing like a dip in the pool on a hot day.

I don’t think I could improve on this view unless you were to lose the clothing all together.

That could also be arranged. In fact...

#c #c: dahlia3 #nsfw

Nothing like a dip in the pool on a hot day.

heidixpowers-blog-blog

I wish I didn’t spend all day here. It would be nice to see a pool and not have an urge to start scooping leaves.

Aww, come on now, you're welcome to use the pool free of charge whenever you like when you're not working.

#c #c: kathryn3

betweenthxsheets-deactivated201

Nothing like a dip in the pool on a hot day.

Nothing like the view of you taking a dip in the pool.

Thank you. You should come join me and improve the view further.

#c #c: dahlia3

Nothing like a dip in the pool on a hot day.

#cofastarter

I'm looking at the dash right now and y'all need Jesus.

Oh totally, me too. Could you really? That’d be great.

Well, that's one thing we have in common. Here, have this card and make an appointment, they're all super friendly.

#c #c: hunter1

I'm looking at the dash right now and y'all need Jesus.

Actually, I was hoping to be shaved. Could you help? This boy is a bottom, and he can’t reach back there.

I could recommend a good salon, but I can't say I have any interest in shaving you. I tend to prefer my men a little more rugged looking.

#c #c: hunter1

I'm looking at the dash right now and y'all need Jesus.

You don't come to Dark Angelus if you want to be saved.

#c #c: hunter1

mockinrence

#vanity #nsfw #maybe?

Well, no sleep for me

I- really? Then… What can i do for you?

#haha I can #but i'm headed to bed right now so it'll be tomorrow #c #c: bianca1

What are you good at? Because there's not much I don't enjoy.

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Body Shots | Sloane & Aimee

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Though there had been only one conversation between her and the blonde woman, she could see as it was. The angelical aura was nothing more than an illusion. Under the layers of simplicity and kindness, there was a reason why she was a dominant. Of course, Aimee didn’t know exactly what it was about, but there was just a pinch of something that struck her as dangerous and, therefore, exciting. There was a glimpse of something in those clean blue eyes that turned the angel into the she devil Sloane probably was. Licking the bottom lip, the brunette could almost taste the lips of the other because of how close of it she had greeted the woman. There was a bitter sweetness that she wasn’t sure it was the true flavor of the woman or if her mind had created it. She didn’t want just to linger on that vestige of taste. No, she wanted to savor the woman and the taste of bourbon that as probably in her mouth. Maybe it was the heat, but she just wanted to push the woman to the wall and rip the clothes off… Yet, she kept looking at her as she waited for her next move in that choreographed dance between them.

Sloane’s touch on her face was gentle, but it was burning her already feverish skin. The rest of Aimee’s body already claimed for the touch and she shifted the weight of her body from one side to another, uneasy, but her eyes were locked on the blonde dominant, eventually just travelling down on her body. Her mind was wondering all the kinds of things they could do that would make it more fun.

“They are hell,” she mentioned. Aimee was used just to solve her own things, whichever the way it was necessary, but maybe it was different for the rich. Her parents always said that the world was of the wealthy, but she ignored them most of the time. Her eyes noticed when the strap of her top fell down, showing off the silk screen of her shoulder, and she did not bother pulling up. The brunette licked her bottom lip again, feeling the hunger getting to her, a different kind of hunger, and she looked at the cabinet the woman motioned to. “What are you doing?” She questioned when she watched the girl sitting on the couch. The plan was to have body shots, one of them would be lying shirtless on a plane surface, preferably. She giggled, picking up the bottle of tequila. “The plan is to have body shots,” she showed the open the bottle, but she still needed some salt and lemon. “Oh, don’t let me stop you,” she said and walked to the couch, stopping behind, “in fact, let me help you,” Aimee held the hem of her top and leaned over Sloane, pressing her lips on hers.

#p #p: aimee #p: body shots

Sloane had many plans, and getting naked quick was on the agenda. She could see the look in Aimee's eyes was not too far from her own and she would do her best to bring them both the pleasure that they seeked. She wanted to tease her further, she wanted to know Aimee was just as wet between the legs as she could get her, before even taking her panties off. But there was also the demanding part of Sloane that was winning today, she had to have her, and soon. There wouldn't been too many more delays in the plans Sloane's head was concocting.

Sloane looked at her as she sat down and wondered what the brunette had expected. "Sitting?" She said with a hint of confusion. She watched Aimee pick up the bottle of tequila and she nodded. "Oh, right, of course." She said. She had completely forgotten the plan in all her heat induced seduction. She had all the ingredients needed in her kitchen, and it wouldn't take more than a moment to get them. But before Sloane could get back up, Aimee had moved back over and the blonde turned slightly in her seat to look at her as she spoke. Her green eyes widened for two seconds, surprised at the forward approach, normally that was her job.

She wasn't going to complain about the soft lips on her, her mouth gently opening, and letting the other girl get a taste of alcohol on her tongue. Sloane reached down, and put her hands over Aimee's and she quickly pulled them up, breaking the kiss, but pulling the tank top up over her head. She moved up, kneeling on the couch and reaching up, grasping Aimee's hair and pulling her into a rougher kiss. She didn't hesitate to pull at the brunette's shirt the same, frantically wanting skin against skin. When she had the shirt off, she leaned in, giving her a soft kiss before hopping up. "Let me get the lemon and the salt, unless you wanna skip that..." She said, her eyes half lidded with desire and trouble, her thoughts more on drinking in the brunette than anything else.

drawn-by-impulse

#greed

Well, no sleep for me

I- you realise you’d have to pay me, right? I mean- if - i mean. I want to. With you. Who wouldn’t. But… I need the money and i don’t want to inconvenience you.

#;)#did you wanna para?#c #c: bianca1

Well, it's a good thing I have money then. It's a win-win for us both really.

Well, no sleep for me

And where exactly is that? I- i must admit, not even i’m used to such direct approaches. I’m flustered.