<div class="floatleft">(http://i1286.photobucket.com/albums/a609/Kremsonbryar/E%20Characters/Angel%20Creek/Terran%20Marks/TerranMarksTattooscopy_zps4ac9f738.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Terran Marks<br/><strong>Species/Element:</strong>Witch, Earth Deity<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Brown cargo pants (http://i1286.photobucket.com/albums/a609/Kremsonbryar/E%20Characters/Angel%20Creek/Terran%20Marks/Men-s-Fashion-Casual-Pants-AMMP70004-_zps5b69c503.jpg)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>August 1st: 1:00pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Kendall Wood: Domum Heli<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Christa, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Terran was a complete addict. He could never get enough of her hyping him up, telling him what a lord he was. He loved to tease and play with her, but the clothes were most certainly in his way. His hand came away from her panties and he moved, gripping her shorts and then dragging them down her legs, the rest of the way. Next, came her underwear. His pants didn't matter much right now, but her's did. He was most certainly hard for her with out any attention paid to his throbbing member at all. That fun would come a bit later. For now, he got her undressed and tossed the clothes off the bed.<br/><br/>He slid his hands up along her milky skin on his way back up her body. His hands moved along her inner thighs and he pushed them apart as his head came between them. His tongue darting out and flicking against the little pleasure point there, between her thighs. His arms wrapped around each thigh as he literally pressed his face in to her moistness, nibbling and licking her. Perhaps he did spoil her, but it was the best thing ever to feel her quiver and hear her scream in pleasure, knowing that he was the cause of it.