<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 239, 152)">Name:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 239, 152)"> <a class="link link--external" href="https://s3.us-east-2.amazonaws.com/portal-laneta/barbyvalles/rodrigo-romeh-el-instagramer-fitness-de-mexico-01-201907181214371437" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Justin Torres</a><br/>
<b>Location:</b> Pool Area / Patio Bar<br/>
<b>Tagged: </b> <a class="username" data-user-id="41027" data-username="@MsBloom" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/41027/">@MsBloom</a> as Molly,<br/>
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Justin took his seat and watched with rapt attention as his new friend undid his shirt. She quite purposely pressed herself against him, and Justin was struck with the urge to skip the games. He could just grab her and kiss her right then and there, but of course, this was fun too. He slipped off the shirt, tossing it to one side. He didn't think he'd really be needing it much. He bit his lip, unable to look away as she set him up for the shot. Her wet thumb slid across the his lower abdomen just above the waist band to his trunks and it prompted a stirring down there as she sprinkled the salt across it. He exhaled lightly as she poured the liquid into the basin he made near his belly button.<br/>
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Justin's neglected cock twitched inside his shorts once more, excited by their position. Aside from a pair of lucky occurrences, the pandemic had been a long dry spell for Justin and the mere appearance of a blowjob sent his mind running and heart pumping. He looked away only momentarily to grab a wedge of lime and stuck it in his mouth. For some reason the image of a pig at a luau with an apple shoved in its mouth crossed his mind. He was immediately brought back into the moment by Molly's probing tongue. Justin nearly dropped the lime, his mouth opening ever so slightly in pleasure from the girl's mouth on his skin. He watched through hungry eyes as she trailed her tongue up his abs, over his chest, to piece of fruit in his mouth. He held it between his teeth the pulp facing outwards so she could bite into it. Once she had, he would close his lips around it to meet hers. A messy tequila fueled kiss around a lime. <br/>
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Justin would pull her up to his lap, still leaning back with her over him. The abs she's just run her tongue across working to keep them both balanced. Another thought crept into his mind, an absence he'd failed to notice. It was only the two of them now, Simon was gone. But where? The first shot of tequila began to take effect, and Justin let the thought slip away. He'd just have to find Simon later. He was busy.<br/>
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