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Date Posted: 18:05:52 10/14/03 Tue
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's message, "Femme Smut ;)" on 18:04:26 10/14/03 Tue
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London – 2 Years Earlier
“This is…crazy - ”
Parker’s voice wavered slightly over the last word, the final syllable barely a whisper in the darkness. Despite her protests, her hips kept Madeline pinned against the wall, her tongue forcing its way into her mouth.
“Does it matter?” Madeline replied, breath coming in gasps. She sought out Parker’s mouth again, seeking the tang of the scotch that was heavy on her tongue.
“No,” she sighed, pulling her mouth away. Tracing her lower lip with her tongue, she shifted her body across Madeline’s, forcing her skirt up over her hips. Her next words a breathy moan, her blue eyes were glazed with passion. “God, no.”
Madeline shivered as the cool air touched her skin; gasped as Parker pulled her forward, forcing a leg between her thighs. Fighting the urge to cry out as the woman rocked her against her leg, Madeline gripped Parker’s hips, turning her so their positions were reversed.
Caught by surprise, Parker’s eyes flashed, then her mouth took Madeline’s fiercely, a hand tangling in her hair. Madeline’s hands moved smoothly along the outside of Parker’s thighs, drawing her tight skirt up over her hips as well.
For a moment, they parted, chests heaving. Then, with a small smile, Madeline brought a hand up to Parker’s cheek, feeling the soft skin and the moist sweat beneath her fingers. As Parker returned the smile, Madeline brought a hand down between them, shifting her leg to allow herself access. Her companion’s reaction was immediate – she moaned softly, bending her knees to bring herself closer to the source of the pressure.
Closing her eyes, Madeline leaned her forehead against Parker’s shoulder, feeling woman’s soft hair against her cheek. She let her fingers play along the fabric of her panties, varying pressure, merely glazing over her clit. After a moment, Parker’s breath hitched and Madeline paused, lifting her forehead in time to feel Parker’s hand find her own centre, driving her to her toes, winded, almost unable to breath. When she began to breathe again, the woman intensified the force, her thumb placed precisely where it would cause the most pleasure.
“God…” Madeline moaned, surprised and pleased by the ease with which Parker was playing her. She closed her eyes once more, dropping back down onto the soles of her feet, rocking against her companion’s fingers.
Eyes still closed, knees trembling, she slid her hand past her companion’s panties, gently inserting two fingers. Parker’s breath caught, but she didn’t flinch, nor did she let up.
Madeline slowly withdrew her fingers, only to push them in again, and this time, Parker moaned.
“This….” she gasped, hand clenching on Madeline’s shoulder, body tensing.
Opening her eyes, Madeline touched the nape of Parker’s neck. The woman’s eyes fluttered opened, and she looked at Madeline, almost desperate in her ucertainty. “Shhhh,” Madeline whispered, feeling her own body tense. “Let it happen…”
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