<div class="floatleft">(https://pmcdeadline2.files.wordpress.com/2012/03/starr__120312180756.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Alexander Fourche<br/><strong>Specific Location:</strong>Kizzy's Bedroom<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Jeans, Polo Shirt, Comfortable Running Shoes, Fourche Sporting Goods Ballcap<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Foreplay<br/><br/>A big part of him still wanted to break away and find refuge someplace else. Her touch, the way she quivered under his, her scent hanging in the air, was both intoxicating and frightening. Kizzy was more than half his age, and was both his daughter and his best girlfriend. If he ever needs support or an unabashed opinion, Kismet Fourche is the girl who will be honest without pulling punches. He worried that they were crossing a threshold where that door would close. On the other hand the door might even swing wider.<br/><br/>She always knows exactly what she wants as well as what's she's doing and he trusts her implicitly.<br/><br/>Rolling on top he nibbles and kisses on her neck. Savoring the taste of her wet skin as she uses her legs to pull his body into hers. His hands working their way to her firm, soft breasts, and using his thumb and index finger to knead her nipples firmly. When she moaned that she wanted 'more' he realized there was no turning back. He shifted his body just enough where he could comfortably slide his hand between their bodies and reach her sex. She was much more excited than he would've expected and he smiles at touching her sensitive clitty and the slippery wetness of her excitement sticks to his fingers.<br/><br/>"I have never been able to say no to you...and it seems I still can't." He says smiling and biting his bottom lip as his fingers slowly tease her vulva. His mouth moves to her breasts and he licks and suckles her nipples eagerly. "Anything you want baby...maybe a few things you didn't even know you wanted." He says now feeling very hot and constricted in his clothing.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>