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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"/>The longer they engaged in this blissful and tangy kiss, the more time the alcohol could permeate Hayley’s sensibilities and inhibitions. Add on the heat and the passion of their tongues intertwining again and again, it would come as no surprise that she would feel the same lustful rush as Sterling was in that moment.<br/><br/>When he grabbed her hair and pulled away from the kiss, a small gasp fled her mouth, but she held eye contact with him through her own lidded eyes. Her cheeks were blushed no longer from embarrassment, but from the ever building heat inside of her thanks to him and the tequila. She listened to him, heard him, and indeed trusted him as he had requested of her. “I don’t mind skipping the salt…” she said in a soft voice.<br/><br/>Down onto her knees she lowered, finally getting a full frontal view of the results of the steamy exchange. Her eyes widened in surprise to see just how large it was, and for a moment, she felt a tinge of unease and excitement at the same time. Not because he was erect, but due to the sheer size of it.<br/><br/>Eventually, her eyes would lift back up to meet his gaze. She chewed at her bottom lip for a moment in her nervousness, but ultimately placed her tongue where he asked of her. It pressed flat against his skin, her mouth open wide to catch whatever was going to be coming her way. Her hands rested on his hips to hold herself steady. Meanwhile, her chest pressed against his lap, feeling against her breast the very appendage that made her hesitate for just a moment, but ultimately followed through with it anyway.<br/><br/>If and when he’d start to pour, the cool liquid would hit her tongue as it glided down his body like a miniature creek flowing through the grooves of his muscles to the very point where she was waiting. Most of it would make it in her mouth, but some would dribble off to the sides, getting on his pants…as well as down her neck and chest.