<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/>Amelie frowns as Selena pushes her back down against the table, confusion filling her voice. "I don't know about any tracings. Sure it's not the oil?"<br/><br/><br/>A gasp slips from Amelie as Selena spreads the oil across her front, the circuit like tracings of shimmery silver showing up as soon as the oil spreads across her flesh. it takes her almost a full minute to realize Selena's showing off the tracings, her wide eyed gaze locked upon the winged woman's bouncing bust. "Wha..." When her attention finally does turn to her arm her face scrunches up in confusion, hand turning this way and that as she stares at the thin lines of metal running through her flesh.<br/><br/>A load moan slips from her as Selena's hands spread the oil and grope at her breasts, tiny nipples rock hard as the slicked mounds jiggle in Selena's grip. Her back arches off the table and her hips sway with her wiggling and twisting. "Cuddling?" Her head tilts, heels sliding against the table as she fidgets and wiggles Teeth worry her lower lip ever so briefly before she nods. "If... if you want?"<br/>