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From the Mists
Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: MissFrottage, Rating: , Source: LushStories
his furs which feel in a heap around him. She unclasped her apron and let the fabric slip against her curves to the floor. She started loosening the laces of her shift slowly. Her eyes challenged his own, waiting for his next move. She slipped the thread out of each eyelet one by one. Letting the neck of her dress slowly open, widening the sliver of skin to expose more and more of her breastbone. The string fell to the floor beside her. He knelt in front of her and ran his hands over the curves of her breasts teasing the fabric against her skin. He ran his tongue over her erect nipple through the weave of the cloth and teased it between his teeth. She bit her lip and slipped her fingers through his hair, guiding his face across to her other breast. He pulled back slightly and grasped at the collar of her dress and tore it down the middle, roughly pushing it off her shoulders. He admired her body. Her gleaming pale skin, firm tight breasts and slender waist. Her skin smelled warm and wild. Her sex smelled hot and sweet. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes bright. She dipped her fingers between her legs and brought them to his lips and he tasted her. He slid his hands over her body and pushed her down onto the bed in front of him. She widened her knees and pulled him in between her legs. He brushed his lips up and down her thighs trailing the roughness of his lips and beard against her skin. He breathed onto her sex, tasting her through the inch of air between his lips and ...