<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/d/d2/Amelie.jpg/424px-Amelie.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name: </strong>Amelie<br/><strong>Date/Time: </strong>September 12 (4:45 PM)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Massage Parlor: Cuddle Club<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Selena, Open<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Amelie twists, wiggles, and whines as Selena's fingers work down her neck and shoulders. Her hands grab at the table, her body twisting away from each digging massage. "Tracings? What tracings?" Pressing herself up she tries twisting around to peer at her back fruitlessly. "Is there something on my back?"<br/><br/><br/>The swat upon her rump doesn't hurt but it causes her to jerk and whine, ass clenching as she shrinks against the table. "What was that for?" The grope sends a shiver running through her, the small moans starting back up once Selena's fingers go back to their massaging. "What are you needing a warning for? Is something wrong?" Her hips sway and wiggle as the massage goes lower and lower, a squeak slipping from her when Selena briefly plays with her ass. The soft cheeks clench and her hips shift to press tighter against the table, the gentler spank drawing a squeal from her. "W... what did I do?"<br/><br/>Rolling over she looks up at Selena, her cheeks flushed and nipples hard while her exposed sex glistens ever so slightly. Her teeth worry her lower lip as her gaze roams the redhead, not getting much past the winged girl's rather nice breasts before Selena's atop her. Arching up into the brief kiss she lets her lips part, breasts squishing against the redheads while she wiggles upon the table. The gathering of more oil has Amelie giving a jerky nod. "A... alright... And returning the favour after right?"<br/>