<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"I should hope it is no longer torture," Cameron teased lightly, his fingers inching down to her cunt.  "Are you too sore this morning, my love?  I can refrain -- I do have some self-control, though admittedly, you shatter it quite effectively."  His lips quirked.  "If you are sore, perhaps I should kiss it and make it better."<br/>
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He pressed her down against the mattress, using his bulk to pin her -- though not to pressure her unduly.  He crept downwards on the bed, taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking.  It started out gentle, but he found himself nibbling at it, tugging and pulling with his lips.  His hand meanwhile was sliding between her lower lips, carefully checking for injury as he also teased her to arousal.</span></span>