<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4500">Holly cringed inwardly as he spoke. That was exactly what she was worried about. She didn't want sniper to die defending her. She couldn't live with herself if that happened. <br/>
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But all those thoughts soon flew out the window as Sniper tilted her head up and his lips met hers.<br/>
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She melted into the kiss wrapping her arms around his neck.</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#6b8e23"><br/>
Elianna felt her usually cold skin flush with lust. She would be pleasures instead of punished. She kissed him back passionately her hands trailing down his body to his pants where she quickly undid them, one slim hand slithering down them to run along his hardening penis.</span>