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</div><b>Name: </b>Claire De La Roch<br/><b>Age:</b>21<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Heterosexual<br/><b>Hometown:</b>Aix-en-Provence, France<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Monday, 5 July. | Evening<br/><b>Location: </b>Garden<br/><b>Wearing: <br/>
Coupled With: </b>No one<br/><b>Tagging: </b>Marcus (<a class="username" data-user-id="35" data-username="Cay" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/35/">Cay</a>)<br/>Warning:<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">Sex post</span></b><br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/><br/>Each time she slid all the way down, Marcus hit the exact spot that had her moaning. When leaned her back slightly and swirled his tongue around her nipple, her fingers tangled in his hair.<br/><br/>Marcus quickly changed their position, putting her on her back as he pinned her hands above her head and slid himself back into her and the moment he hit home, Claire let out a loud moan, her knees coning up to rest on his hips as he trusted in and out of her.<br/><br/>With each time he trusted into her, his shaft slid over her clit, stimulating the small bud of nerves but her moans were lost in their passionate kissing until Claire felt her release building and she pulled away "Oh my God, Marcus!" She moaned, arching her back and leaning her head back, her nails digging into the soft flesh of his shoulder blades.<br/><br/>The bliss was quickly approaching, sending a wave of ecstasy that started at their wet thrusting and spread to her chest. Claire pressed another breathless kiss to his lips "Harder" she encouraged in almost a plea, lifting her legs a bit higher against his sides "I want you harder" she moaned again, catching his bottom lip between her teeth and giving him a tug, not as gentle as he did, but not drawing blood.