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</div>Name: Hayley Carter<br/>Age: 24<br/>Date/Time: Sat July 31<br/>Location: Villa - at the bar<br/>Wearing: [see picture]<br/>Tagging:<a class="username" data-user-id="133" data-username="Clint Johnson" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/133/">Clint Johnson</a><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/>After having licked the whole way down his chest and torso, Hayley realized she needn’t the table salt as she had pulled enough from his skin mixed with the alcohol. It’s too bad she already had gotten to the lime. Once down there though, she almost didn’t want to come back up. Pressing her tongue to his skin a few more times at the spot just above his pants as how this had started, she would even take the moment to graze her teeth further still, taking the button of his pants between them and lightly pulling.<br/><br/>Her naughty desires shifted over a slew of very many ideas. Considering her options, she let a hand slid over from his hip inwards, finding the hardened length that lay beneath the denim and very firmly, but gently rubbing with her palm the entire length up…and down…and back up again. “I think,” she finally said, giving him one more caress, before standing up, “I’d like you to take a shot off of me, then we might want to consider “showering” afterwards. We’re…a bit messy, don’t you think?” She said in a tone that meant for the two of them to get even messier, despite the suggestion of getting clean.<br/><br/>Leaning into him again, giving him yet another teasing kiss, one of Hayley’s hands reached over past him to grab the bottle he had just drank from directly and proceeded to do the same. Only she would not swallow. She let it stay in her mouth, pursing her lips to keep the liquid secure behind them. Then, the salt shaker went to her the slit of her dress that showed just a sneak peek of her breasts. She’d sprinkle a bit on the top of one mound…and then a bit on the other. A lime wedge would soon follow, finding itself wedged between them, and then pushed even further down until it was nearly no longer visible save for just a sliver of green, so when it came time for it, he’d need to go digging for it. With a wink, and once he let her know he was ready, she’d bring her lips to his and open the floodgates once a seal has been established between them.