<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)">Pairing:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)"> Candice<br/>
<b>Location:</b> Tent 3<br/>
<b>Tagged: </b>Jabari<br/>
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Candice is a little surprised by how quickly Jabari adjusts to her come-on. Pressing against her, kissing her, tugging her hand down, slipping it down the front of his shorts to …<br/>
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Even with her lips caught in the kiss, her eyes widen and she grunts in surprise at the raw size of what she feels in her hand. Candice is no nun, for sure. She’s well past the ‘every man feels big’ level of experience. But Jabari was legitimately so. And powerful, too.<br/>
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Returning her attention to the kiss, she presses into it, even as her hand begins teasing and stroking within his shorts. Nothing too intense yet – plenty of time for that yet. The night was still young.<br/>
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Finally breaking the kiss, the young woman purrs, “Apparently a much deeper stretch than they might have been expecting. What have you been feeding this thing?”</span>