<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/iGTTE.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Character's Name:</strong></span>Johara Qussandei<br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Location:</strong></span>The Starting Point tavern, Jack's room<br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>With whom:</strong></span>Jack<br/><br/><hr/><br/>While she could certainly appreciate the subtleties of a soft and refined kiss, Johara was also just as happy to indulge herself with something more primal as well, and sometimes even more so, depending on just how hot her desire was burning at the time. This was definitely one of those times where passion and roughness were appreciated, since she was already so excited that even her clothes felt as if they were burning her skin, and she wasn't shy about making it known.<br/><br/>With her head tilted to the side, Jo gave back even more roughly and aggressively than she got, spurred on even further by the two strong hands cupping her bottom. Her parted lips devoured Jack's almost frenziedly as her nimble tongue ventured out boldly to lick and coax the man into granting her access to the inside of his mouth.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, the hand that had been resting along Jack's jaw moved to cradle the nape of his neck and pull him in closer, and just in case he needed any additional motivation (or perhaps because Jo wanted to make him squirm just a tad), her other hand quickly slid down the front of the man's robust body to find the bulge in his breeches. Breathing hard into his mouth and intentionally pushing her breasts against his broad chest, Jo began to stroke Jack's manhood through the material of his pants with slow and measured movements, hoping to rile him up and dissipate any sort of inhibitions that may have still been lingering around in his mind.<br/><br/>When Johara had a man, she wanted to have<em>all</em>of him in his purest and most raw form, and she was only too happy to work for it by doing anything that she could to drive a lover wild with lust. Half the thrill was in the journey, after all, and the more that the road winded and weaved, the sweeter the eventual payoff became.