<strong>Name: </strong>Mecha<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Headquarters gym<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Fetter, Open<br/>Character Sheets (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=228807.0)<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/6d/5b/98/6d5b98e63730cac65261016f7ac43381.jpg)</div><br/>Cassy moans in the passionate kissing, her lips sucking at Fetters even as the brunette's hands caress over bare back pulling her close against the amber skinned beauty, her lover. Cassandra's teeth nipping playfully at Fetter's succulent lips as she feels her hands slide over her bottom squeezing, fondling. Cassy wishing that her skirt wasn't between her and Ally's groping hands. Mecha's hands staying tangled in Fetter's dark hair as they kiss her eyes half closed in the passionate embrace.<br/><br/>She makes a surprised little gasp as Ally effortlessly lifts her up, soon pressing her against the cool padded wall of the gym. A thrill running through the blond as she's 'man-handled' by Fetter. So casually pressed...pinned against the wall the brunette continuing to wantonly kiss her, more devourer her lips, grinding against her as Cassy's legs shifting up, her skirt hindering her movements as it slowly hiked up her stocking clad thighs.<br/><br/>Cassy blinks as Fetter strips off her sports bra, the blond treated to the lovely view of Fetters smooth amber hued flesh, her eyes tracing the curve of her breasts the hard little peaks of her darker nipples. Cassy licking over her lips as the thought of nursing on those delicious little peaks, before her thoughts are swept away as Ally's lips return to hers in a ravenous, consuming kiss. Cassandra lost in the desire, moaning as she feels the warm soft heat of Ally's breasts against her own flesh, pressing, flattening in their lecherous embrace.<br/><br/>Mecha's hands slide down fetters arms, wrapping about her neck as they kiss, her lips parting in a long wanton moan as she feels Fetter's exploring fingers slip up under her skirt, teasing, tickling as those long fingers trail closer and closer to her lace covered sex. Cassy's legs moving, her skirt catching on the clips of her garter-belt, stitches popping before her skirt rids up high, Cassy's right leg hooking around Fetter's hip as her left slides up along her hip and side. The panting swooning blond eagerly grinding, rolling her hips up against Ally's fingers, her lips sucking wantonly at Fetter's lips.<br/>