Jan 22, 2015
I WANT THE K
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14: Kiss along the hips
Usually when Apple was inching this far down another persons body there were certain...frisky activities in mind. While that deed crossed her mind that was for a different time.
Still, the elf trailed petal soft lips across Pick's hip bone, humming a soft tune as she moved to the woman's exposed lower stomach. A devious grin tinged Apple's cheeks pink as she lingered.
She stilled a moment before taking a massive breath and blowing bubbles on Pick's stomach. The womer rolled off the Nord cackling. "Belly bubbles!" She snorted, curling into a ball beside Picks.