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Post by Milk on Jan 20, 2010 21:42:59 GMT -5
He thrusted a few more times into her before pulling out and coming into his hand. He wasn't risking a bastard baby, fuck no! He didn't like kids too much anyways. Too sticky. He panted and looked down at her, grinning wildly. "Fun?"
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Post by Koops on Jan 20, 2010 21:54:51 GMT -5
"Yes." She replied and her eyes went down to his hand, she pulled it up and licked the cum off of it before she started to try and slide out from beneath him so she could redress herself or better yet, have a shower.
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Post by Milk on Jan 20, 2010 22:04:47 GMT -5
"Bathroom is down teh hall, second door on the left," he said and sat up, pulling his clothes back on and sniffing himself, then going to find first aid for the deeper wounds. He didn't mind them at all, but he did mind infections whenever he got them.
Caryssa was curled up against a wall, dozing lightly. She was tired and bored, so she slept a lot. She had couch cushion in her hands, and she was using that as a pillow. Well, it was a pillow- it went on the couch- but still.
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