<div class="floatleft">(http://i841.photobucket.com/albums/zz334/HeavenLeighBaby/alikama.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Alikama (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132468.msg5962040#msg5962040)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Private Estate<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Day One, Night<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Omen<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Alikama was so turned on that she could feel herself attempting everything that she could to get him closer to her. She wanted to have him do everything to her. She wanted him to attempt to destroy her, taking her as hard as he could. He was so good.<br/><br/>"Fuck the dress." She barely breathed. She wanted him to do his worst, and make her scream. She could make another dress. It wouldn't be hard. "Do it." She thought to him, her words very softly echoing it.