<div class="floatleft">(http://img692.imageshack.us/img692/5767/341f140c18678a8c6d6f99c.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Yuri Lowell<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dining Hall<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Sashira<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Getting you ready. Feels good, no?"</strong>he replied, his warm breath tickling against her ear as he brushed aside some of her red strands with his free hand. Steadily his finger dug deeper into her feminine crevasse, moving faster and more confident as her walls grew accustomed to the invasion. Eventually he added a second finger, testing her once more in preparation of the throbbing shaft which waited impatiently within the convines of his trousers.<br/><br/><strong>"Why don't you get me ready too, Sashira?"</strong>he suggested as he undid the zipper of his pants, releasing his member. Taking her hand, Yuri lead her to it, letting her fingers brush against the sensitive skin, which sent a shiver up his spine.<strong>"Grab it gently."</strong>