<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">Pairing:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)"> Victoria<br/>
<b>Location:</b> Main Living Room<br/>
<b>Tagged:</b> Simon<br/>
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Victoria took the glass and looked at Simon, she could see the conflict in his face but also see that he wasn't exactly dragging her to be bound and fucked.  "Perhaps you would rather keep an eye on your wife?"  She asked, but instead of waiting for a reply she took his hand and let him to the couch where Cassandra and Jamal were entangled.  It was a large couch and she sat on the opposite end of the two swingers.  She sat on the very front edge of the curtains, her legs together, her dress still covering her knees.  She looked up at Simon, ignoring the muffled moans coming from the man's wife she swept one hand towards the floor in front of her.  "Kneel here."  She told him as she hiked her dress up over her knees.  She waited to see if he would comply before spreading her legs and hiking her dress up further.  "I have an idea to keep you focused, unless of course you would prefer to watch, it could get quite, arousing."  She finally looked towards her large black host whose hand was well up Mrs. Andrew's dress.  "Unless of course you are ready to throw me over your shoulder and do what you <i>think </i>you want."  She then waited for Simon to make his decision.</span>