The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)
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				Title: <strong>The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>08-07-2010, 20:48:02</strong>
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				"WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?"<br><br>Louise screamed barely able to control how high her voice rose no matter how thin the walls were and the entire street could probably hear their row...again. Once more she was not sure how the pleasant evening could of turned into such a disaster. Her and Mark had been getting along for a week or so now and she had thought they had gotten through the rough patch that had grown about them a few months ago. The days had been going so well she felt it was time to kick start their physical relationship with a morning of shopping for sexy under wear, a afternoon of being pampered and primped to Mark's sexual standards and a evening of reconnecting with Mark. It had all gone so well until the point of Mark entering the scene. She had her short black hair that just reached the beginning of her name straightened to just cover the top of the delicately etched panther more on the back of her neck. Her eyebrows had been tidied up and a smoky&nbsp; eyeshadow added to her eyes to emphasize her grey eyes dotted with silver while at teh same time her legs had been waxed and her pubic hair tidied. Her pale pink lips had been darkened to a deep red and as she slipped into her shadowy grey silky under wear she was certain Mark would not be able to resist her any longer.&nbsp; The silky bra lead down to a attached corset pushing her breasts up against the already taunt fabric and certainly gave a wonderful view of her creamy skin of her c cup breasts. A pair of silk thongs barely covered up her mound and certainly did not hide her delicately curved rear. <br><br>Though she had not expected one thing. Mark's lack of reaction...completely. As she slipped down stairs going tot he kitchen where he was getting a drink she had snuck up behind him , slipped her arms about his waist and nuzzled him lightly along his upper arm. Her teeth edges just lightly teasing along the skin of his bare upper arm. She had hoped he would turn around, slip his arms about her legs and pull her up against him...instead he had slipped away from her grasp barely looking over his shoulder to her as he walked back into the living room. A flush of embarrassment stained her cheeks in bright red as it spread along her neck and shoulders. Her heart beat doubling in speed while she fought the urge to allow the tears that brimmed her eyes out. Seconds later&nbsp; her female wounded pride crystallized into fury. Her tongue lashing out at him in the only way she could seem to get his attention these days.&nbsp; Within moments the unhappy couple were having a heated debate and seconds later the neighborhood could hear all the perceived wrongs between the two.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>08-07-2010, 21:24:35</strong>
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				Mark was stressed out. Between preparations for the wedding, being hammered at work, and never seeming to have any time to relax by himself, he was near the boiling point. He didn't want to have to worry about anyone else other then himself for a night. He just wanted to relax and not think about anything. He needed time to clear his head and get a grip back on himself. But Louise was being a whiny bitch again, wanting his attention! When did she ever ask him how his day was or ask if there was anything she could do for him? These days, with the wedding planning, it all seemed to be about HER HER HER! Quite frankly, he was getting tired of it. And he let her know, as their yelling increased and tempers flared.<br><br>"You just don't get it." He yells back, shaking his head, rising from the couch. He makes his way to the front door. "I'm going to leave before we say any REALLY hurtful things at each other! I need to cool off and figure things out, get some sleep. I'll call you in the morning." He says not even leaving it up for debate. He needed to get the hell out of there before things got even worse. He'd go crash at a friends house for the night or get a motel room. He just needed to get away from her for once!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>08-07-2010, 22:21:17</strong>
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				*SLAM*<br><br>As she noticed him moving towards the door at the rapid rate she did not bother to call him back this time. Leaving him to do as he wanted though before the door slammed shut her left hand quickly rose up to prevent a picture slipping from it's hook instinctively. A slight flaw in the way the house had been built that she had not really noticed til now. The picture ironically being&nbsp; one they had taken moments after they had gotten engaged. Having gone to a music festival together with friends, the music had been horrendous, the weather even worse and various technical problems for everyone meant the week end was utter hell. She had not thought anything could of changed it around as another storm came in keeping them all in their tents but as they tucked into another tin of beans Mark had got down on one knee at first she had thought he was playing around but when the engagement ring seemed to appear from with his muddy shorts sparkling in the dim light of the gas stove the weekend had become perfect and she had said yes. <br><br>Moments later his best friend and hers Drew took their picture. Mud rising practically up to their waists and generally looking grubby but the happiness in their eyes is what drew anyone's attentions when they looked at it not the physical state of them. Her finger tips brushed over the picture of Mark. <em>"Was it really that long ago? What had happened to him, to her , to them? "</em> She thought to herself as another trickle of tears started to run down ehr cheeks and gently down her neck, turning the silky nightie even darker in colour. <br><br>Moving to their bedroom she settled on the end of the bed, her phone coming to life and for a moment she thought it was Mark but all that appeared was a text from Drew. Her head fuzzy from the various emotions that wrapped about her and constricted her heart. <em>"What does he need to go of for? He has hardly helped in this wedding, barely spoke to me about anything and never asked to try and be involved! He asked me to marry him not the other way around!"</em> Another beep from her phone and she glanced quickly another message from Drew. At least there was one person she could turn to when she needed help. Not even reading the message she picked up the phone and dialed his number.<br><br>"Hello Drew, sorry to call, I know it is late....."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>08-07-2010, 22:37:21</strong>
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				Mark stormed down the driveway to his car and quickly sped off down the road. He didn't have a plan, spare clothes, or anything. He just needed to get away. Maybe a night alone would do them both some good. Maybe he'd go to the shooting range tomorrow to blow off some steam too. He didn't know. Anything was better then arguing with her right now.<br><br>---<br><br>Drew received a text from Mark as he was half-dozing on the couch in front of the TV. He was a little confused by 'L will call you' at first, but it was clear who 'L' referred too. Something must be up, but so far his phone hadn't rung. So he sent her a text asking her what was up. He'd hardly pressed SEND before his phone did begin to ring and sure enough, it was Louise.<br><br>Drew had been in love with Louise since they had first met in college. Of course, he had never said or acted on his feelings and watched as she bounced from guy to guy, using his shoulder to cry on after every break up. It was clear that he would never be more then a friend to her so had always left it at that and their friendship had blossomed. It certainly hurt though when she started dating his best friend, whom he had introduced to her, but the pair seemed to be in love. A few short years later and Mark and Louise were engaged. And now she was calling him. They must had been in a fight.<br><br>"Hey Louise, whats up?" He says, picking up the phone, shaking off his drowsiness. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>08-07-2010, 23:01:43</strong>
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				She could tell Drew had by the sounds of it not long been asleep though did not sound too surprised despite his question.<br><br>"I'm sorry. Did I wake you Drew I didn't mean to. I probably shouldn't really be calling. You know I hate to disturb you..You haven't got company have you&gt; <br><br>Her words coming out faster and faster as she started to half ramble and half cry at the same time. <br><br>"Mark's left the house, I have no idea where he is going, or really even why. We got into another argument..I don't know what to do any more. I thought things were going well between us. Getting better ..I had dressed up..."<br><br>As she spoke she pulled the hem of the silky nightie down as far as it would go, the feeling of femininity , sexuality and being attractive gone within what felt like minutes. <br><br>"But he was not interested and I lashed out at him...."<br><br>She lifted her hand up to comb through her dark hair, trying to breath though a filling nose and concentrate on what Drew was saying at the same time.<br><br>"I think he is gone for the night, if not longer. I'm not sure he even loves me any more Drew...am I making a mistake?"<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>08-07-2010, 23:52:50</strong>
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				Drew quickly responds, letting her know that he hadn't been asleep or had company (he wished!) and silently listens to her as she rambles on. It was the same sort of thing as every time, feelings were hurt. Drew knew Mark and knew it must have been something serious for him to leave. It certainly explained the mysterious text. Mark would have known she'd call him too, so hadn't come here. He must have gone to a motel or some one elses house to crash for the night.<br><br>"Louise - don't doubt yourself! You've known and dated him for years, all it is is stress over getting ready for the wedding. If you didn't love him, you wouldn't have said Yes." He responds, doing his best to calm her over the phone. He was much more a face-to-face person, better able to judge how a person was feeling by their facial expressions. And there was something more comforting about being around him that had always seemed to help calm her down. "Do you need me to come over?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 00:14:59</strong>
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				She smiled faintly as she thought of Drew. He had always been there for her since she could remember. Always so willing to be her shoulder to cry on and one she turned to for advice. She knew at one point long ago he had , had feelings for her but they had gone now she felt since he met a girl and it had turned serious. Though not quite serious enough as they had to her knowledge split up and she wished he could find someone to make him as happy as Mark made her. She fought the urge to snort at the last thought going through her mind. <br><br>"No as you said if I did not love him I would not of said yes, and if he did not love me he would not of asked in the first place. It has just been too long since..."<br><br>She shook her head slightly not wishing to go into that much detail over the phone. As Drew fell silent for several moments the silence of the house seemed to become a heavy weight on her shoulders. She admitted she had never been on that could bare to be alone and the feeling tonight was even worse. The feeling of rejection, hurt and frustration at her lack of being able to make it all better bringign her down further.<br><br>"Then again I would feel better having you here. Would be nice to see you. It has been a while though I wish not under these circumstances."
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 00:22:34</strong>
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				The last thing he needed to hear about was her sex life with Mark. Mark was just an idiot - in his place, Drew would be more then eager to have sex with her every night, every day, and especially when she wanted it! As it was, he'd never given her more then a kiss on the cheek the entire time he had known her. The silence on the phone passed awkwardly, but he beamed a little as she invited him over. He still had a crush on her and hadn't seen her much lately.<br><br>"Sure. I'll be right over. Lay off the ice-cream though! It'll just make you feel sick later!" He says before hanging up the phone. He was still wearing jeans and a tshirt and didn't bother changing. He'd probably hang out with her for an hour or two until she had gotten everything off her chest and then he'd come back here sometime in the early hours of the morning. He wasn't going to get much sleep tonight.<br><br>Fifteen minutes later, he pulls up into her driveway in his jeep and slips out, walking up to her front door. He shoves his hands sheepishly in his pockets after he rings the doorbell. He wondered if she had changed from her 'sexy outfit' she had said she had been wearing. Part of him wanted her to still be wearing it, part of him wanted her to be wearing something more normal.
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				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 00:38:54</strong>
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				She knew she should move once they had ended the conversation. She knew she should of got out of the out fit slipped it for washing and then got dressed but as the silence of the house continued to weigh her down she found the urge to move quickly fading. Her mind going over the argument with Mark over and over again. <br><br>"What about me Louise? When are you going to think about me? "<br><br>"When am I not thinking about you Mark? I would not be marrying if you if I did not think about you!"<br><br>"But when do you ask about what I want in this? You don't care about what I want any more!"<br><br>The comments had hurt like slaps to the face and she could not see why he thought like that. Was she really that bad? She had asked him about what he wanted especially in the beginning..but he had not been able to confirm anything he wanted and kept changing his mind then telling her to decide....The bell rang suddenly and she was still their in her out fit. She did not have chance to change so simply grabbed the long grey , thin cotton fabric dressing gown. She moved down stairs rapidly as she managed to half pull it on while reaching for the door handle. <br><br>As she opened the door she stood there with one arm folded and pointed upwards, that arm covered by the dressing gown and up to her shoulder though the other side of her body and nightie was exposed to the night air. The chill bringing her nipples to life against the silken fabric of her bra and corseted nightie. She stared at Drew a moment as if she had not seen him for a long time. A faint smile touching he lips and the grey eyes lightening up slightly with affection and fondness. <br><br>"Sorry Drew do come in of course."<br><br>She stepped back as she spoke pulling her other hand from the door to pull the night gown on fully to shield her form more appropriately.<br><br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 00:56:47</strong>
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				Drew nearly gaped at her as she opened the door, the bra and corset revealing far more of her breasts then he had seen in a very long time. How had Mark been able to resist? He pauses for a moment before stepping in the door, face blushing slightly before she is able to cover herself, though the thin gown did little to hide her curves from view. At least they covered up her bare skin and hid from view what she was wearing on her lower half. He noticed the makeup on her face and realized she had really tried to set the mood with Mark tonight and understood how much hurt she must be feeling right now.<br><br>"Thanks." He says sheepishly, moving deeper into the house and towards the living room, the really only logical place to go at the present moment. "Feeling any better?" He asks, sitting down on the couch like he had done so countless times before. "I know it always feels better once you've stated to talk a little about it." He pats the cushion beside her, beckoning for her to sit. He had done so countless times with her before, only never with her in such a state of undress. Falling back into the 'groove' was the best way for him to keep his mind off of that fact right now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 01:12:03</strong>
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				She did not notice the blush too lost in her own troubles to see any effect she was having on Drew , he as she always saw him being a friend and now how he saw her. She mentally predicted what he would do as he entered the room and made himself comfortable. Though prediction was truly a lie , anticipate was more accurate seen as they had done this a hundred times before.&nbsp; She pulled the night gown about her tightly, though the tighter she pulled in the more detail of the attire she wore underneath became apparent as the fabric of the night gown clung to the fabric below. It showed how far the nightie came down just below the middle of her thighs. The looser part of the night gown around her chest could not quite cover up her breasts fully as she sat down , though it normally would the pressed up breasts gave more for the gown to cover and it had been molded to her normal frame. <br><br>"I am a little. Just female pride that is wounded mostly I think Drew.&nbsp; I feel perhaps I should have anticpated his reaction..and maybe not have reacted as I did when he ignored me."<br><br>She started to drag her long fingers through her short hair. The tips of them brushing the panther maw as she did when needing some physical comfort. <br><br>"Perhaps he just needed more time. I do not know any more Drew. I thought we were happy but the closer we get to the day the more we seem to bring the worst out in each other. I heard of getting cold feet before the wedding but I never expected this to happen between us. ..Especially not...."<br><br>The worlds trailing off into silence as the tears started to flow again. She half curled over herself as she brought her hands to her eyes , trying to wipe away the tears before they could skim down her cheeks.
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 22:41:51</strong>
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				He hated it when she cried. It always made him feel so guilty that he couldn't make her be happy. It didn't matter that they were just friends - it just really got to him when she cried. And she was doing exactly that now, small teardrops cascading down her cheeks as she curls up to herself. Instinctively, he reaches out, wrapping his arms around her, pulling her body against his, resting his head on top of hers. Her scent filled his nostrils as his face pressed against her hair. One hand rubbed her back, all too aware how thin her nightie was, how revealing it was, how he could feel her bareskin and corset beneath.<br><br>"You didn't do anything wrong. You're a beautiful girl - you know that - and if it was me, I'd be sure to take care of you. Maybe he has other things on his mind right now or something. And you know what they say about weddings - its the worst and best day of your life!" He was trying to ignore the fact that she was practically naked beside him.
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				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 00:33:18</strong>
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				She leaned against him willingly. The physical contact familiar and soothing as she allowed herself to cry fully not afraid of how she would look during or afterwards with Drew. As her eyes grew red and puffy she nodded her head slightly as he spoke understandingly without judgment. <br><br>"I know Drew...I gust expected it to some how be different between me and Mark."<br><br>As the tears started to thin out before she pulled back she dried her face with the sleeves of the night gown trying to avoid looking like a member of the Addams Family.<br><br>"Thank you Drew. I am not sure what I would do with out you."<br><br>She settled against him more firmly while one arm slid around his waist to hug him tightly in thanks. The tips of her short hair gently tickling his nose as she nuzzled into him.&nbsp; <br><br>"It is just a bump in the road. W eshall sort ourselves out..."<br><br>Despite her confident words the confidence lacked in her voice still, the last couple shakily pouring out until she shook herself and made to rise from the couch.<br><br>"Would you like something to eat or drink?"<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 20:56:43</strong>
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				He nods his head as she speaks, glad to have calmed her down enough so she wasn't upset. Sometimes all a girl needed was a shoulder to cry on before they started to feel better. Not to mention he certainly enjoyed cuddling up with her. She had calmed down enough to slide her own arm around his waist, making him catch his breath at such an intimate touch.<br><br>"Thats what friends are for, being here whenever you need them." He responds softly, enjoying the closeness of their bodies, the way her short hair tickled at his face.<br><br>"No..." he says, grabbing her arm and pulling her back down to him as she stands up. Of course, the shift in her position causes her fall onto his lap, his tug on her arm being a little more forceful then he had intended. As she lands in his lap, his hand reaches up to steady her, pressing up against her corset, hand just below her breast - purely accidental as his other hand rests in the same position on her back. "I'm, uh, good for now. Bit late for me to be drinking, especially having to drive afterwards."
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				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 21:17:25</strong>
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				Louise gave out a small almost feline yelp in surprise as Drew tugged her back down against him just as she made her first step. She landed with a faint thud as her body crashed against his. Her left hand moving instinctively to clutch at his shoulder, her nails digging in against the fabric and partially against the skin under neath.&nbsp; Her right hand settled on his side pressing lightly against his lower ribs with ehr fingers and thumb splayed out wide. A half chuckle half whimper left her mouth as she shook her head slightly.<br><br>"A simple no would have sufficed."<br><br>She brought her attention to the ancient clock that rested above the fire place. The clock like much of the living room was made from dark wood with a red hue. Perhaps mahogany while the numbers showed there age hardly visible gold shimmered vaguely in the dim light. It was already approaching the midnight hour and for a minute she shook her head firmly.<br><br>"Again I am so sorry to have called you so late Drew. You must be tired. If you are willing you could stay in the guest room."<br><br>As she regained her composure she settled her weight against him once more. Her head resting on his shoulder as she waited for his response. The scent of her shampoo perhaps being smelled. The scent of henna and plum clung to her hair while cocoa butter came from her skin. The scents a odd combination of dark and sweet from her hair while the cocoa smelt light almost wholesome. The two mingled scents seeming to be a fair representation of the female that carried them.
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 21:32:03</strong>
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				He felt her settling down on top of him, not attempting to move his hand away from where it rested just under her breast. They had never sat like this before - sure, they'd cuddled a little in college and hugged and what not, but never like this, never with her in such an arousing state of dress. As she settles into his chest, her movement causes his hand to press against the base of her breasts, something he doesn't realize right away.<br><br>He blushes at her admonishment and rests his cheek on her head, stroking his other hand up and down her back. She probably could use the company, he thought, and nods his head. "Yeah, you might be right about that. Its fine though, I'd rather go to bed knowing you're happy then have you upset about anything." He pauses briefly, contemplating what to say. "If you want me to stay, I'd be more then happy to."
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				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 22:02:33</strong>
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				Too internally concentrated she did not notice his hand against ehr lower breasts at first helped by the fact the corset covered her skin more thickly than her normal underwear. Though as the minutes passed she started to feel heat there gradually becoming aware of where his hand was. She did not move though though it lacked the sexual caress she had hoped to be receiving from Mark by now. It was a physical comfort she had been seeking before and the rejection had increased it dramatically. <em>"You are just lonely, that is all. Nothing serious, get some sleep soon..let the night pass and talk to Mark in the morning.&nbsp; This is perfectly normal to feel this way after so much stress...it means nothing. "</em> She thought to herself as the heat started tp spread around her skin though she still did not move away nor push the hand away. <br><br>A faint sigh of mingled pleasure and comfort escaped as she closed her eyes when Drew started to stroke his fingers along her back. This feeling was familiar, comforting and tender though she fought the urge to arch her back into the touch, to make it firmer. <br><br>"I would like you to stay but if you have work early in the morning I understand it may not be sensible."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 22:18:43</strong>
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				His thumb twitched as he became aware of where his hand was and her lack of action to move it. His twitching thumb made it brush against the rise of her breast though he pretended nothing had happened, his hand still stroking up and down her back. "No work tomorrow, actually. I have the day off so I can sleep in if I want." He responds with a soft grin.<br><br>He found himself not wanting her to get up off his lap or away from his touch, feelings he had harbored for her for so long that were coming to the surface given their intimacy. But the sensible side of him spoke up. It was getting late afterall and sleep would do her some good. "Why don't we head upstairs and get you ready for bed. I'm sure it'll make more sense in the morning."
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				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 22:48:31</strong>
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				After several long moments of silence she nodded her head firmly, her eyes half closed as if she was already drifting off to sleep.<br><br>"Hmmm, That would be for the best. Perhaps Mark shall be back early in the morning I would not wish to miss him."<br><br>With a faint smile to her lips she rose from Drew's lap then reached out for him to pull him from the couch though she felt a strange loss at the break of physical contact. "<em>Just the heat, hardly have anything on meant to keep me warm."</em> <br><br>"Come on Mister, let's get our hides into bed."
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 23:32:24</strong>
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				He grins up at her as she breaks the contact, eagerly taking her hand and letting her help pull him to his feet. "Sounds like a plan, missy." He responds just as playfully, poking her in the stomach before letting her lead the way up the stairs. In doing so, he afforded himself the view of her ass swaying in front of him, the thong she was wearing nearly visible.<br><br>"Lets get you tucked in and then I can see to myself." He says softly, keeping his voice quiet. It seemed too loud speaking with normal tones at this time of night in an awfully quiet house. Not to mention soothing tones would help keep her relaxed - an himself at this rate! - if he was quiet enough. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 23:42:43</strong>
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				As he poked her stomach she lightly swatted his rear in turn before turning to lead him upstairs. She switched off the lights and double checked the door was locked before finally moving up the stairs. Her hips swaying causing the fabric of the night gown to rub back and forth over the silky nightie beneath as it could not find any friction to prevent it from doing so. <br><br>Her voice became just as quiet as she walked to the guest room. Opening the door silently as it slipped over the dark red carpet with ease. The room was of reasonable size , enough to hold a double bed that had four pillows at the top and a heavy down quilt both cream in colour contrasting against the dark wood of the bed frame.&nbsp; A small built in wardrobe was just behind the entry door while a desk and chair was fitted into the far left corner.&nbsp; A large window dominated the wall where the head board rested , blacked out blinds already closed preventing any street or sun light getting through.<br><br>"The bed is already made up as you can see. Do you need anything before I turn in? "
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 18:46:16</strong>
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				Drew steps into the room and looks around. He had been in it before, but had never actually stayed in it. The bed was certainly better then having to sleep on a couch, he thought, slowly turning around to face her once more. It wasn't like he was planning on staying for the week or anything. It was just a place for him to spend the night instead of driving back home. He was certainly thankful for that - he wasn't fond of driving, especially when tired. <br><br>He shakes his head in response to her question. "No, I'm good thanks. A bed is certainly better then crashing on the couch." He grins. "And if you need me, well, you know where to find me." He knew her fallout with Mark had been more serious then normal. Perhaps they'd talk things over in a calmer mood during breakfast tomorrow.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 21:35:36</strong>
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				She nodded her head slightly before moving to him tilting her head back and standing on tip toes she placed a gentle kiss on hiss cheek then moved back to the door her hand on the handle.<br><br>"Then I bid you good night and I hope you sleep well. See you in the morning Drew."<br><br>She slipped the door shut and he could hear her feet padding along the carpet then her own bedroom door open and close with a faint click. Once in her room Louise slipped out of her night gown and began to get changed into something mroe comforting than revealing. She pulled the silky nightie upwards over her head and off throwing it in the direction of the linen bin. She briefly contemplated actually having it burned but shook her head to herself as her anger rose slightly. She glanced at herself in the corseted bra and thong beneath the nightie.&nbsp; Her eyes had darkened to a smoky hue similar to the smoke that rose from a barbecue. The colour seeming to swirl about and through itself. Her black hair was ruffled and partially fell over her forehead. As he eyes settled properly on the corset she growled in frustration. Wrapped about her waist was the twin silk threads that ahd brought the corset together along her spine. She had needed a friend to get it on properly. She unfastened the little bow that tied the twin threads together and tried to pull them free. She twisted and turned in the mirror to gauge how far it had risen but only a quarter of the way up she was unable to free any more to free herself.<br><br>"Damn it!"<br><br>She glanced at her bedroom door..she did not wish to disturb Drew again but she had to remove this item before she could sleep. Grasping the night gown once more she wrapped it about herself tightly before she&nbsp; left her room and knocked on Drew's door.<br><br>"Drew...sorry to disturb again..but I need a little bit of help..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 19:16:47</strong>
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				Drew blushed a little at the kiss on his cheek. He was tempted to kiss her back - on the lips - but knew that would be inappropriate. "Good night...don't let the bed bugs bite..." He responded cheesy, closing the door once she departs. It was only then that he flopped down on the bed, drawing in a deep breath before exhaling. A bit of an emotional night, he thought. <br><br>After a few moments collecting himself, he sits up and pulls off his shoes and socks, followed by his shirt and jeans until he was only wearing his boxers. It was how he preferred to sleep - he got hot at night - and he didn't think anything of it. He killed the lights and pulled back the sheets before slipping under the covers.<br><br>A few minutes later, a knock on his door. He sits up, blinking at the sudden flood of light as she opened his door. "Sure, what is it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 23:04:03</strong>
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				Her silhouette partially stretched along the floor as she stepped in. A faint blush touching her cheeks at the thought of asking him such a request. One hand rising to pull a strand of hair just lightly behind her ear.*<br><br>"I can not get this corset off Drew. " <br><br>She stepped closer to the bed&nbsp; standing at the end before turning away from him as she slipped her gown down to her waist. She exposed her bare shoulders and her back until the corest was found. The corset only partially undone. She tied the gown about her waist to prevent from feeling uncomfortable. <br><br>"Could you unfasten the rest please."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 00:08:46</strong>
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				The look she gave him as she pushed back a stray strand of her hair was a look he could not resist. His tiredness quickly faded away and he scooted down to the end of the bed where she waited, her back to him. It didn't bother him that he was only in his boxers, his lean torso and legs fully exposed to her.<br><br>"Sure." He says, sitting on the end of the bed. His legs were spread to either side of hers, his knees gently pressed against her legs. Spreading his any wider would be a bit on the uncomfortable side and she didn't seem to mind. His eyes, however, quickly glanced over her back, assessing the situation, drawn to that spot at the end of her corset where her gown didn't cover her bare skin, the hint of her panties just visible.<br><br>"I've never done this before - so bare with me a moment." His hands rise up to the lace, fingertips brushing over her shoulders a gently before starting to tug and untie the back of the corset. His fingers fumbled nervously at first before growing more confidant. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 00:17:02</strong>
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				The faint blush spread further over her skin at her own stupidity at getting into this tangled mess. She settled down as she felt Drew's legs slide against hers.&nbsp; She was not sure but the heat that radiated along the bare parts of her back seemed to be strong. She glanced over her shoulder to look at him. Her eyes registering his bare skin. She of course had seen him bare chested before though this of course on long summer days, at barbecues, when they had gone swimming but some how he looked different to her tonight. <br><br>Shaking her head slightly to herself she brought her gaze back to the wall facing her as she felt Drew's hands fumble at first then improve with practice.<br><br>"It is a good thing I did not go for the corseted dress we could of been here a long while."<br><br>She stroked her right hand through&nbsp; her dark hair again as she waited patiently.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 00:38:29</strong>
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				He ignores the look she gives him as she glances over her shoulder at him, pretending to be entirely focused on her corset. Every hole the lace passed through began to reveal more and more of her back at the top, only her bra strap breaking the smoothness of her skin. As he works lower, his forearms brush over the rump of her ass gently as he pulls on the last few straps of lace, the tightness of the corset suddenly loosening around her.<br><br>"Ah...there...that should do it I think." He murmurs softly, letting his hands drop away from her finally. "I think I did it correctly?" It would have been much more...pleasant had he been undoing the lace of her corset for an entirely different reason, but had he been doing that he might have chosen to leave her corset on. It was certainly more kinky then just being naked with some one.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 00:52:39</strong>
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				She inhaled loudly as the corset fell free around her suddenly. Her hands instinctively reaching to grasp it before it could fall to the bed. Each of Drew accidental touches had been having a odd effect on her. Her skin burned with a odd heat along her skin. <br><br>"Thanks Drew. At least I know you now have some practice should I get stuck in a corset ever again."<br><br>She slipped the corset up over her head removing it entirely and let it drop onto her lap as she turned slightly on the bed. Lifting one leg up and bending it at the knee it pressed against his leg lightly. Her elbow brushed along his chest lightly as she twisted herself a little at the hips a playful look on her lips at her comment.<br><br>"Yes you have done it correctly by the look of it."<br><br>Her grey eyes settled on his intetly, the grey for some odd reason to have become smoky tainted as she leaned in to kiss him on the cheek in thanks. Her upper arm pressing against the middle of his chest while her lifted knee pushed his legs ever so slightly further apart with her movements.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 03:00:34</strong>
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				He hoped that the practice would come in handy sooner rather then later. He smiles at her comment as she sits on the edge of the bed beside him, his head turning to look at her. His eyes grow wide as she lifts the corset off over her head, revealing herself completely to him in doing so. His eyes can't help but wander down to her breasts. Only her bra kept her perfect orbs hidden from his view. She was...amazing. Her leg crosses over his, her flesh warm against his own. <br><br>"I'm glad..." He begins in response, turning his slightly to the side as he does so. The timing could not have been more off - her hand on his chest, her head leaning in towards his. Instead of kissing him on the cheek, her lips found his lips but he didn't pull away.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 12:04:32</strong>
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				Her eyes had closed as she leaned towards him to bring her lips against his cheek. Though as soon as her lips touched his she felt the difference, his lips far softer and smoother than his skin seconds later she noticed he had not pulled away and neither had she actually. Her lips tasting of cherries. Her hand against hsi chest&nbsp; tightened it's hold as her nails trailed over his skin for a few seconds. The kiss continued for longer, her mind telling her to pull back though her body did not react seemingly cut off from the mental screaming. Her lips parted to bring the tip of her tongue against the soft rise of his upper lip before she pulled back barely half a inch her eyes dark grey now the smoke seeming to swirl like liquid metal. Her gaze heated and lustful while also surprised at the same time. Electricity spread from her lips where that had touched Drew's and along her upper body. <br><br>"Drew...?"<br><br>Her voice now was as quiet as a summer breeze though filled with longing and desire.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 20:51:48</strong>
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				It was the first time they had ever kissed on the lips for an extended period of time. He found himself unable to stop himself, his own tongue flicking out to touch the underside of hers as she licked his upper lip. Almost immediately he began to stir with arousal. That alone was a dangerous thing given the thin fabric of his boxers that covered him up. He felt her hand press against his chest, his own hand coming to rest on the bared skin of her leg.<br><br>"Sorry..." He quickly says, averting his gaze from her, giving her leg a gentle squeeze. They shouldn't be doing this, he thought, he shouldn't be taking advantage of her vulnerable state like this, despite how he felt about her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 21:43:40</strong>
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				<em>"You are engaged, he is your best friend, the best man...you are engaged...he is your best friend...the best man.."</em>At first the words came easily though her mind especially as Drew pulled back though with each play of them her mind seemed to grow foggy, seemed to be losing her focus. The feel of his tongue against ehr upper lip had caused her to tremble excitedly in front of him. <br><br>Her outer thigh also felt the hardness of his arousal through the thin fabric of his boxers unaware of the effect she had been having on him up until then the feel of his obvious pleasure confused her even more, her skin continued to heat up as she leaned into him once more. twisting herself on the bed to face him properly. the tips of her knees touching against his inner thighs while the corset fell soundlessly to the carpet. The only thing keeping her covered from the waist down was her folded nightgown and the thong beneath. <br><br>Her face was close enough to his that he could feel her warm breath across his skin, some of her spiked hair gently touching his forehead as she watched him as if she had not seen him before.<br><br>"I am sorry to Drew...."<br><br>Though she did not quite sound truly convinced herself as her hands landed on his thighs gently. Her grey gaze dipped a moment between his legs seeing the fabric shift as his arousal grew. <br><br><em>"The best man..your best friend...the best man...your best friend...."</em>Mantra was not quite matching the image she was suddenly seeing. <br><br>"Drew...please.."<br><br>Her voice trembled slightly with arousal and desire her nails digging into his skin firmly even as she seemed to be trying to drag him closer by the very skin she held. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 21:53:55</strong>
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				She was only encouraging him, the feel of her leg draped over his hardness only arousing him even more. She was virtually naked from the waist up, her sexy bra only just covering her breasts from his gaze. He looks back up at her as she shifts positions, her hands on his thighs. Her lust was heavy on her voice and her face was inches from his. His heart was pounding in his chest and her gaze flicks downwards to his erection. It had reached the Danger-state, a sudden shift or movement could very well let it slip through the slit in the front of his boxers right now. Her hands were awfully close to it.<br><br>He nods his head. He wanted this. She wanted it. It was already too late to turn back. His hand grazes the bare flesh of her side, slowly sliding upwards until it pressed against the underside of her bra. He leans forward ever so slightly, lips pressing against hers, this time his tongue snaking out to push into her mouth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 22:33:11</strong>
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				Goose bumps rose along her skin where ever he touched even though only heat could be felt there. When she felt his hand skim along her side she inhaled extremely slowly and exhaled even slower. For a bare second she hazily remembered she was engaged though the thought blew away like a dry leave in winter as she felt Drew's lips against hers once more. His tongue pushing past her lips that gave no fight as the parted eagerly to let him in. She leaned more heavily forward pressing her weight against him as her nails dug into his flesh then dragged them upwards over the hem of his boxer shorts teasingly close to his crotch but them up to his chest while she brought her body against his. Her breasts pressed against his chest trapping their hands between them briefly before she pulled back a little. Her movements were rapid and blatant currently as both hands moved to find his shoulders, her knees unfolding beneath her as she moved to sit on his lap. Her legs moving to wrap around his waist, her legs locking around him by her ankles.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 00:08:08</strong>
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				She didn't fight him, didn't push him away. Instead, she embraced him, quickly straddling his lap, opening her mouth willingly to his, arms and legs wrapping around him. His arousal grew to its full hardness, pressing up against her in need as his own arms wrapped around her. He tugged the gown from around her waist and tossed it to the side, all the while keeping his lips pressed against hers. His tongue danced with her tongue in their first real kiss. He had lusted after her for so long that he wasn't able to contain himself anymore.<br><br>His hands slide up her back, feeling the warmth of her skin before popping the clasp on her bra, pulling the garment off and tossing it to the side too. His hands then roam her back, from the nape of her neck down to grab her ass, sliding up and down constantly, exploring every inch of her body. She wanted him...he wanted her. What else needed to be said?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 00:32:30</strong>
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				Her lips tingled as the kiss grew more passionate, she she pressed her mouth more firmly against is and as her tongue darted playfully to tease his upper lip, to dance with his tongue or to slip between his own lips. Her mouth gave no mercy nor did it request it from him. She groaned quietly into his mouth, the sound causing her lips to vibrate against his as her hands gently skimmed over his skin. The touch was gentle, curious and exploring. Trying to find any particular spots that seemed to arouse him even further. The width of the palm of her hands stroked lightly over both nipples before her left hand moved to his shoulder clasping it tightly with fingers on one side the thumb on the other she gave a tight squeeze before her hand made it's journey along the spine of his back, stroking downwards until she reached the hem of his boxers then scratched lightly back to the nape of his neck.<br><br>Her dark brown nipples were fully erect by the time he had stripped her of her bra. She did not feel any chill of the air while she was wrapped in his own heat and he encouraged her own. Her nipples brushed along his chest in gentle motions as she moved against him. Her thumb moved over his right nipple only to catch it moments later between her finger and thumb , the nail drawing over the skin before she tweaked it ever so slightly. Her mind did not think for now she was ruled by her body, her physical needs and wants and right now Drew was what she wanted...over her, beneath her..inside of her. The piece of string of her thong that was between her legs was moist now. Her inner upper thighs were beginning to grow wet while her body seemed to be vibrating within itself. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 20:27:54</strong>
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				Her hands explored his body, drawing teasingly close to his arousal before darting up, sending pleasure coursing through him as she plays with his nipples, rubbing her palms over them. His tongue eagerly dances with hers, his needs and desires now controlling his actions. His hands slowly slide around from her back, sliding over her ribs before finally encompassing her perk breasts. He'd never touched them before and moans softly against her at the feeling of their fullness.<br><br>Her nipples were already rock hard and he rubs his thumbs over them, squeezing and massaging her breasts as he does so. Finally, he tugs on her nipples, pinching them between thumb and forefinger. Her breasts were far better then he had ever imagined they would be. He squeezes them together pushing his tongue deeper into her mouth. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 21:16:19</strong>
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				Her heat pressed lightly against his arousal, the thongs barely hiding anything with the barely there scrap of fabric only just covering her mound. She groaned quietly into his mouth as she felt his hands finally move over her breasts, the already hard nipples tingle from the teasing touches. When he tugs on them between thumb and fore finger she gasps sharply as she unhooks her legs from around his waist though her feet settle behind him at each side. <br><br>One hand leaves it's current position moving up to his hair and stroking her fingers through it firmly. Her tongue pressing against his until it moves back her tongue darting forward to lick along his upper lip once more teasingly for several seconds before she breaks the kiss bringing her head to rest against his shoulder. For a moment she seemed to become still he may for a moment figure she had changed her mind though he may hear her inhale deeply as she breathed in his scent. A scent that was so familiar and yet different still Drew but some how more masculine, more potent. Her lips part as she brings her mouth against his collar bone kissing and lightly nipping there playfully though sexually.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 21:22:56</strong>
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				He was glad she gasped in pleasure as he played with her nipples. He feels her tongue against his upper lip again so in return he sucks her lower lip into his mouth, tugging on it with his teeth gently before letting go as she slowly pulls her head away from him. Her hand twisting through his hair. He rubs his thumbs over her nipples again before she pulls away from him, resting her head against his chest.<br><br>Was she having second thoughts? What was she thinking? He thought, stroking his hands slowly over her back again. He could smell her own arousal. He smiles as he feels her small mouth kissing him on the collarbone. He slowly leans backwards, laying down on the end of the bed with her still straddling his hips. His feet were firmly planted on the floor, his arousal pressing up against her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 21:40:14</strong>
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				Her body shuddered in pleasure as she watched him lie down, it causing his arousal to press even more against her. She stared down at him, her eyes glazed with sexual desire though a element of shock lingered there also. Her lips left his skin as he laid down. She sat up straight still for several seconds before she bucked her hips ever so slightly rubbing her heat along his boxers and shaft gently. Her hand moved from his hair and join her other hand at the base of his neck, both hands started to stroke along his skin this time with the flats of her hands along his upper chest, his lower abdomen, sometimes in slowly lines, seconds later to be her finger tips only as they made there way downwards to the hem of his boxers. Though she did not pull them down her finger tips slipped under the top of his boxers as she watched him intently. Her hips continuing to rock ever so slightly back and forth causing her breasts to bounce gently with each move. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 21:43:35</strong>
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				He stares up at her as she gazes down at him, her hands slowly moving over his body. He tensed slightly in anticipation as her hands pass over his stomach, tips of her fingers sliding just under the elastic band of his boxers. He wanted nothing more for her then to pull them down and free his arousal. <br><br>His own hands find there way to her legs, sliding up and down her toned thighs, squeezing gently, rubbing over every inch of flesh that she exposed to him. His eyes were heavy with arousal as they wander over her body, focusing on her perfect breasts, her flat stomach, her hips. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and he was madly in love with her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 22:02:13</strong>
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				Time seemed to slow down as she stared back to him, not breaking his gaze even as she feels his hand slide along her skin and she fights the urge to arch her back and practically purr. Though her lips form a playful smile as she slides back , away from his grasp as she sits down just above his knees. Her hands come to each side of his boxers then she pauses. Her smile turning even more playful, obviously teasing as one hand lifts up to press against his arousal through the thin fabric, then to the side to slip through the hole. Her nimble fingers tickling lightly along his shaft gently before she leaned downwards. Her breasts resting against the skin of his legs. Her hard nipples&nbsp; being felt clearly as her hand slips him out.<br><br>Her mouth parting slowly as she brought it to the very tip of him. Pulling the skin down ever so slightly as her tongue swirled along the sensitive skin . She rubbed herself back and forth against his knees as she hummed quietly to cause her lips to vibrate around him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 22:16:56</strong>
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				He gasps softly as her hand slips inside the front of her boxers to wrap around his hard shaft. It was bound to happen sooner or later he knew, but that didn't take away any from the feeling. She quickly pulled his length out through the slit of his boxers, finally freeing it from its confines. It was a solid, thick 9 inches in length, pubes no where in sight as he kept them trimmed away. Another moan escapes his lips as she leans down, pressing her lips over the head of his cock as she firmly jerks down. He had dreamed of this very moment for years.<br><br>His eyes half-close in pleasure, his hands reaching up to brush over her sides to caress her breasts that now rubbed on his legs. He knew that he was in for a real treat tonight. It didn't matter that she was engaged to his bestfriend. It was just him and her, and the rest of the night to explore each other fully. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 23:15:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her tongue swirled over the tip of his shaft in soft gentle circles. Her eyes closed as she groaned quietly in pleasure. She shifted her weight slightly moving herself a little further up to take him further into her mouth. Her lips parting more as her head started to rise and fall slowly and teasingly. With her right hand three fingers and her thumb wrapped around the base of him and started to rise and fall in time with her mouth moving.<br><br>Her other hand slipped up his boxers along his outer left thigh. Her hands stroking gently over his skin. <br><br>She mentally sighed thankfully at the lack of hair along him for many a time she had felt she would choke on Marks though the thought quickly faded as his hands skimmed her sides and breasts. Some of the small strands of her hair brushed against his skin along his pubic area gently perhaps almost like being tickled. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 23:50:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He was in heaven, her mouth and hand firmly wrapped around his throbbing shaft. Her head slowly began to slide up and down on his shaft, teasingly taking more and more of him into her mouth as his tongue flicked around and around. How Mark could turn this down every night was beyond him. Then he felt her other hand on his thigh, sliding up and down on his skin there. His boxers were still in the way, he thought, but she certainly knew how to get a guy hard!<br><br>His own hands dance over her firm, round breasts, finger and thumbs pinching and tugging on her hardened nipples. He couldn't wait to get his mouth on those hardened nubs. He rolled them between his fingers, tweaking them gently. For as long as he knew her, he didn't know whether she liked it hard and rough or soft an gentle. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 00:09:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She continued to tease his shaft with ehr tongue and hand then smiled around him as she suddenly pulled up while she dragged the edge of her teeth along the sensitive skin then freed him from her mouth. She sat up slightly though arched her back to press her breasts into his hands. She groaned loudly as she shivered her hand slipping from his boxers. Both hands lightly scratched over his outer thighs to the top of his boxers finally pulling them down towards her, lifting herself onto her knees to push them past her taking a moment before doing anything else she took in the full detail of his cock and balls.<br><br>She watched him intently a moment trying to remember if they had ever discussed what they enjoyed in bed and she failed to recall a time at all.&nbsp; It felt like she was getting to know him anew. She shifted herself upwards by pressing the palms of her hands on either side of his body and crawling over him until her hips hovered over his. She brought hers down to meet his, the scrap of fabric now the only thing that kept her separated from him though her could feel her moist folds slide along his shaft&nbsp; gently.<br><br>She lowered her upper body to his staring into his eyes trying to discern what was going on in his mind. Trying to guess what he would like or hate. Her breasts came in contact with his upper body first, her nipples dragging along his skin until her lips found his once more this time more demanding, a little rougher as she returned the nip he had given earlier grasping his upper lip between her teeth. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 23:12:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her mouth teased his shaft, teased him with its offer of warmth and pleasure. Then she slowly pulled away, only to pull his boxers down, fully exposing himself to her. He shimmies his legs to push them completely off, now laying naked beneath her. His hands continue to caress her breasts as she pushes them into his hands. Then, she crawls up his body, grinding her hips down on his hardness. It was torture, so close to her pussy but still so far. He could feel her heat, her moistness, through her panties. <br><br>He scoots up the bed fully, making her chase him inch by inch, until his head brushes against the pillow. Her lips press down onto his and his hands roam down to her ass once more, squeezing and massaging it as they kiss. He smiles against her as she nips at his upper lip before wrapping his arms completely around her. He rolls his hips, switching their positions, with her on the bottom. Now it was his turn to tease.<br><br>He rubs his hardness against her wetness, kissing her passionately before slowly kissing down over her jaw then neck. His lips soon begin to suck on the flesh of her breasts before once more teasing her nipples with his teeth, all the while crawling slowly down the bed. His lips kiss over her stomach as his fingers grab her thong, starting to pull it down and off of her as his mouth migrates further south.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 23:33:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She followed him eagerly and willingly as he moved up the bed her body only further down the bed by a few inches, a part of her body always over his. Her nipples brushing against his skin or her arm touching him lightly as he moved. Her tongue flicking against a nipple when he found the pillow She groaned quietly into hos mouth as the playfully fought. She shivered pleasurably when she felt his arms wrap about her. A small laugh sounding as she felt him roll her onto her back. She stared up to him delighted as she watched him move down her body. Her hands moved to his hair to comb through his strands.<br><br>Her lower body rose to rub against him in turn, pressing her heat against him as strongly as she could while her hands moved to his shoulders stroking back and forth&nbsp; A louder moan sounded as he brushed hislips against her neck and jaw. Her hands moving to his back and scratching lightly in diagonal lines. <br><br>She let him slip off her panties with ease as she felt his lip about her nipples causing them to grow hard again and swell in his mouth as he teased her nipples with his teeth she exhaled sharply her back arching upwards to press her body against him even more. <br><br>Her legs parted even further while he moved down her body , her body shaking with desire as he kissed her stomach. She attempted to sit up slightly though keeping her legs open to try and bring her mouth to the back of his neck lightly kissing below the hair line.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 23:39:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Drew slide his mouth down further as his hands slide back up. He was focused on entirely on her now, feeling her nails rake across his back. His lips kiss her inner thigh gently as his hands slide up her legs to the backs of her knees. He grabs hold of them there, spreading them out wide to either side, opening her wide before him even as she flexibly bends down to kiss the back of his neck.<br><br>His mouth hovers over her dripping pussy now, nostrils filled with her musky arousal. His tongue flicks out, the tip of his tongue teasingly tracing up the length of her slit. Once, twice, three times and then he presses with more force, parting her pussy lips. He tastes her sweet nectar before plunging his tongue into her opening, sucking on her pussy lips. Slowly his tongue finds its way to the hood of her clit, starting to rub back and forth over it, hands keeping her legs parted out wide. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 00:09:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She laid back down as she felt his lips against her thigh though one hand remains in his hair, her fingers tangling with the strands as she grasped and released him repeatedly. The touch gentle at first until she felt his lips cover her slit. She kept her hips still though her back arched into the pillows. Her eyes closing in pleasure while her mouth parted wide silently. She had to concentrate on keeping her hips from bucking against his mouth , the mental action causing her body to become still even as she shivered and trembled within. <br><br>Her free hand rose to grasp the pillow tightly at the end under her, her head turning to the side as she filled her mouth with pillow biting on it roughly while her hand continued to grasp and release his hair growing steadily rougher as she felt him slide hs tongue into her. She allows herself to finally buck losing brief control over her body as instincts took over . Her body shaking visibly as he found her clit that swelled and throbbed against his tongue causing her to whimper loudly in pleasure as she freed her mouth from the pillow. <br><br>"Drew...."<br><br>The simple sound was filled with pleasured torment, the sound shaking slightly as it became harder for her to keep quiet.<br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 00:20:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her bucking hips and his whispered name were all he needed to know to continue. His tongue rubs over her clit now, with more speed and force. He was driving her wild, moving his mouth in motion with her hips to keep it focused over her pussy. His hands slowly slide back up her thighs, one hand then moving up over her stomach to her breasts, tugging on her nipples and massaging them to add more stimulants to her. His other hand, however, slides under his chin, the middle finger probing at her opening before slowly sliding in.<br><br>It was the first time he had touched her pussy, feeling the tightness of her walls clenching around his finger. He slowly starts to slide it back and forth, letting her wetness act as lubricant, sliding his finger deeper and deeper into her. He moans softly against her then, wanting to replace that probing finger with his cock, reminding himself to be patient - the longer he licked her clit, the better things would be for her and for him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 00:52:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her blood seemed to start fizzing as it moved along her veins, her breathing becoming heavy pants as she shook her head from side to side before pushing it backwards into the pillow behind her. Her mouth opening and closing in rapid but silent moans. Her fingers dug deeply into the pillow it held while her other hand released his hair finally and grasped his shoulder tightly. Her thumb nail drawing back and forth along his skin when he started to grasp her breasts. Her chest rose and fell rapidly with her erratic panting. <br><br>She felt he was slowly trying to torment her to insanity as he slipped his finger into her. Her hips pressing up even further trying to take his finger further into her. She felt the urge for it to be replaced by something else something that only Drew could supply for her though she kept silent despite her body's wishes. For now allowing him to torment her as her brain stopped thinking completely. His finger becoming coated in her juices as they dripped down between her legs leading to her ass. She could feel the beginning of a orgasm starting to build in the pits of her stomach growing stronger and becoming solid as if she could hold it as it grew closer.<br><br>"Drew..I'm getting..."<br><br>Her words were cut off as her body started to stiffen around him, her legs attempting to shift to wrap around his shoulders.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 01:07:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He was focused entirely on her pussy right now, feeling her squirming under his touch. To be able to bring her, of all people, such pleasure was the greatest thing in the world to him. He had often fantasized about this moment, dreamed of doing such things to her, touching her, see her naked. Now, it was becoming a reality and he was fully committed.<br><br>His finger slides back and forth faster as his tongue now focuses only on her clit. His hand on her breasts squeezes and massages, teases her hardened nipples. His skin prickles at the feel of her nails across him, his own arousal pressing against the&nbsp; bed with need to be touched. Then she moans a final time, legs clamping around him as her body tightened. He didn't stop, wanting to push her over that edge. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 01:16:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The sensation that had started in the pit of her stomach grew thin tentacle at first as it spread through her body, with each slip of his tongue over her pussy and feel of his finger within her the tentacles grew stretching the pleasure out across her whole body until she was shaking like jelly. Her legs clung harder around him as her hand dug into his shoulder. Her back arched as she pressed her hips down into the bed. A loud groan of pleasure leaving her throat and seemed to bounce around the room while her pussy clung tighter and tighter to his finger as if dragging it in and clinging onto it as the orgasm rippled through her body. The core of it exploding through her system as another cry of pleasure left her throat and she her body became still sweat slipping between the valley of her breasts.<br><br>Her legs let go of him as they fell to the bed as did her arm. Her breathing slowly regaining a normal rate while she rested briefly her body trembling enough to prevent her from doing anything currently bar speaking.<br><br>"My gods...Drew..."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 01:28:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Drew didn't stop even as he felt her orgasm start to build in her and then boil over. He let her ride it out as long as she could before slowly pulling his finger from her, then pulled his mouth away. He takes a moment to regain his breath as he slowly slides back up towards her face, laying down flat against her to plant a soft kiss on her lips - his own lips still coated with her juices. The position, of course, causes his hardness to rub against her wet sex, pressing flat against her slit.<br><br>His hands, on either side of her body, come up to stroke a stray hand of hair from her forehead, tucking it behind her ear. "I'm glad you enjoyed that..." He murmurs, pressing his lips over hers again, this time shoving his tongue down into her mouth, slowly starting to grind his hips against hers. He didn't think she'd deny him an orgasm of his own.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 12:11:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She kissed him back intensely as she felt her own lips become coated in her own juices. Her hands when they could move again slipped along his sides in gently up and down strokes. Her tongue crashing against his while her hips bucked up to meet his. Grinding against his shaft gently. She smiled almost affectionately as she felt and watched him stroke back some of her hair until it was behind her hair. Her left hand moved down as her fingers splayed out grasping his left buttock gently&nbsp; as she pulled him tighter against her body. <br><br>"I am glad you..enjoyed doing that.."<br><br>Her legs wrapped about his hips, parting her pussy lips as she did so for him to slip himself between them if he wished. Her ankles tangled about each other at his hips giving him little room to be able to move too far away from her.<br><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 15:32:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles down at her. He liked a girl who didn't shy away from her own taste. His lips and tongue were certainly coated with her juices but she didn't seem to mind. In fact, she seemed to enjoy it. He wasn't going to complain. Her hips rock back against his, her legs wrapping around his waist encouragingly as he leans against her.<br><br>A slight shift of his hips and the head of his cock slides down over her pussy lips to press against her opening. He presses forward until the head of his cock pops into her passage, causing him to moan softly. This, this what he had always wanted, had always dreamed of with her. He presses his hips into her, sliding his hard shaft deeper and deeper into her, filling her fully, until his balls were pressing against her.<br><br>Slowly, he starts to slide back and forth, pulling back and inch before driving forward, then pulling back two inches before driving forward. He was slowly starting to build up his speed and power in his thrusts. He was INSIDE of her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 21:34:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her left hand reached out to the side. Her arm spreading across the bed to grasp the edge of the quilt as she felt him press against her entrance. She exhaled slowly relaxing her body a little more until he felt him within her. Her head tilted back as her eyes drifted closed and she moaned&nbsp; with desire, arousal and pleasure. <br><br>Her legs tightened around him ever so slightly as she laid there still for a few seconds before starting to bring her hips up to meet his in time with him, pushing herself further onto his cock as he slipped further in. Filling her what felt like too long neglected body was even tighter than she could even remember it ever being. Her other hand moved to gently stroke along his back from shoulder to the place just between the top of his buttocks cheeks. <br><br>Though part of her wished him tp push in as deeply as possible his slow movements and change pf pattern teased her badly while she trembled around and beneath him. Shifting slightly she lifted her head up and brought her mouth against his shoulder. Her lips parting greedily before grazing over his skin before the edge of her teeth grazed against his skin lightly.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 19:36:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Drew let out his own moan as she started to move her hips to meet his, her legs holding her in place around him. He slides his head to the side of hers, lips sucking and nipping on her neck as her own hands caress his body. His thrusts start to become more powerful now, short hard thrusts that bury his length into her. <br><br>He felt her trembling, heard her moaning, under him. She was enjoying this as much as he was. His pace quickens, now a steady <em>slap slap slap</em> as their bodies meet with each thrust. "You like that?" He murmurs, each thrust bringing the head of his cock nearly out of her before slamming his whole length back into her.<br><br>He was either much bigger then her fiancée or she hadn't had sex in a while - she was certainly tight, despite how wet she was, and it only made things feel that much better for Drew.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 21:16:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded her head against his shoulder though she did not break the light kisses that were being trailed along his skin up to his neck. She smiled playfully against him though as she attempted to throw her weight though it was less than his she hoped his surprise would throw the balance in ehr favour and have him laying down on his back while she sat above him.<br><br>If she was successful he would notice she had not released him from her ankle lock but her fet had moved to rest just under his hips causing his body to arch. Her movements would become gentler but the odd position meant that he was thrust deeply into her and it only became deeper still as she bucked her hips back and forth against his hips. The faint sound of their slapping bodies dying down until she leaned forward. Her eager mouth parting once more in search of his left nipple. Her tongue tip swirling around it before her teeth grazed over his skin as he had her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 19:45:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He felt her try to roll them back over, so eagerly helps her do so. He certainly enjoyed when a woman took control and rode on top. Laying on his back, his hips arch upwards as her feet are trapped beneath his hips. This only allows her to drive herself harder onto him, allowing him to penetrate deeper into her, causing him to moan in pleasure.<br><br>His hands stroke up her sides to those breasts once more, tugging and toying with her nipples even as she bends down to do the same with his. He smiles at her, feeling her warm small mouth close around his nipple, causing tingles of pleasure to course through his body. "Mhmm..." He murmurs softly. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 20:39:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The tip of her tongue swept lightly over the senstive skin. Her back arching slightly as she felt his hands play with her breasts once more. Her nipples astill hard and swollen feel as if they start to throb and seem to be pulsing pleasure through her whole system. Even as her back arches she does not pull away from the nipple she was currently focusing her tongue on. Her hand skims up along her abdomen and chest , the soft tips of her fingers brushing teasingly over his skin slowly moving towards his free nipple but then away at the very last moment teasingly. Her hips continuing to rock back and forth as she groaned around his nipple , her teeth lightly nipping the sensitive peak. <br><br>She began to pick up speed as she bucked herself harder against him ,pressing downwards to take his cock into her as much as she could. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 21:56:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He lets out a soft moan as she tugs on his nipple with her teeth. No one had ever really been interested in his chest before and he found the feel of her warm, wet mouth against him to be arousing and sensual. His hands drop from her breasts again as she increases her pace, sliding up and down on his shaft. His hands slide around to grab her ass, pulling and pushing in time to her motions, making her fuck him harder and faster. His own hips started to rise up to meet hers, driving him deeper still into her.<br><br>One hand slides down over her crack, trailing a finger down to her puckered rear passage. He had no idea how she would react and had never tried it before with a girl, but all his inhibitions had flown out of the window tonight. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 22:26:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she felt his hands leave her breasts she let out a faint grumble of displeasure until she felt them grab her buttock cheeks and help her grind herself further onto him. Her breathing becoming more erratic as she panted heavily. She could feel sweat trickle down between her shoulder blades and breasts. When she felt his finger press against her small ring her eyes opened widely in surprise. No one had touched her there before especially not Mark as he avoided that area as much as he possibly could.<br><br>At the light touch she seemed a little unsure on whether she liked the new touch or no though she did not push him away or move away from his finger hinting she was willing to experiment. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 04:00:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Drews finger only probed her puckered passage gently, taking note of her reaction. Perhaps they could try that...later. He realized that there was going to be a later with her - he didn't think either of them would feel guilty in the morning after this. And this certainly changed everything. He thrusts his hips up into her as she continues to ride him, starting to feel his own orgasm starting to build in his cock.<br><br>He realized that she might not be on birth control and he didn't want to deal with her having his kid when she married Mark. If she married him. "Where...do you want me to...you know...?" He asks softly, slowing his pace down briefly so he didn't burst before she answered. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 08:48:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt his tender , gentle movements against her hole and gradually the enjoyment increased as the shock faded and the physical could take over. While he slowed down his movements she increased her own, her hips starting to shift pattern slightly so he could not prepare for her and hopefully be caught by surprise. She smiled down at him and though the question cooled down the heat between her legs the fact that he thought to ask reminded her of how considerate he was. <br><br>"I am covered...injections..."<br><br>She replied as she lowered her upper body down to his once more, pressing her breasts between them as her lips sought out his. The kiss at first started off gentle while one hand found it's way into his hair and she kissed him more firmly as her tongue tried to slip between his lips. She could feel his arousal increase perhaps bringing him close to his own orgasm as she tightened herself around him purposefully so there was more friction as she thrust down onto him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 15:22:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods his head, on the verge of reaching his orgasm as she picks up where he left off. She was merciless with her own thrusts and soon she was laying back down on him. His mouth opens eagerly for hers as she grabs his hair and presses her lips to him. His tongue pushes back against her tongue and his hands grab her ass once more.<br><br>"MHmm..." Is all he can moan before pushing his hips up, body tensing, pushing her ass down onto him. He presses as deep into her as he can as he cums, his cock swelling and pulsating as he finally hits that peak. His seed spurts deep into her and he momentarily forgets to kiss her as his body is raked by the orgasm. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 17:29:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled almost blissfully as she felt him cum inside her the pleasure coming from watching his face and body as he reached his climax. Her hips continue to ride against him after he climaxes before coming to a still. Her lips linger on his for a few seconds before she pulls back until she is sitting up once more. She shifts her feet from beneath him until they are resting along his sides.<br><br>She comes two fingers through her hair as she watches him intently allowing him to catch his breath as needed though her hands stroke along his lower abdomen gently.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 20:13:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pants, catching his breath as she comes to a stop still on top of him. His cock remains hard even so and he smiles up at her, his hands stroking along her thighs as she sits up straight. A thin sheen of sweat glistens on his forehead. But now things had taken them to that awkward silence after sex. <br><br>"Hmm...was that as good for you as it was for me?" He asks, speaking softly. This was everything he had ever dreamed of doing with her. It hadn't just been fucking, it had been love making. They'd both gotten off, their bodies meshing so well together.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 20:31:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As she felt him remain hard within her she fought the urge to push her hips downwards once more as he spoke gently. <br><br>"I am not sure I have to answer that for you to know the answer."<br><br>She was not sure she felt ready as yet to have a proper conversation with him. She has yet did not want the real world to come in yet. She did not wish to think beyond the next five minutes or the next after that. She leaned forward once more to bring her lips against his cheek gently skimming softly there. Thekiss was tender, gentle and affectionate 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 20:47:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He wraps his arms around her as she leans back down to give him a tender kiss. Her answer was good enough for him, he thought. He holds her tight against him, his cock slowly starting to deflate as their is no attention being devoted to it at the moment though it wouldn't take much to get him hard again.<br><br>He lay there, focusing on his breathing, focusing on her warm, naked body laying on top of his. He didn't want to the moment to end though inevitably it would in the morning. But at least they had the rest of the night with each other, right?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 21:13:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nuzzled against him lightly. Her nose pressing against his jaw then down to his neck. Her lips starting to brush along his skin gently while her left hand began to slide along his skin from just beneath his arm to his hip. Her thumb stroking in a wide arc along the hip bone. <br><br>"I realized that we have never hmm discussed what we...physically enjoy."<br><br>She shifted her weight once more so she could watch him through her dark grey eyes. Not long before the man she saw was her best friend, her rock that was as she looked at him one of her girl friends though she certainly did not look at him that way now. Drew appeared to have grown from the teenager she knew into a fully grown sexual man. She pretended not to think about how warm her body felt or how much he had made her feel compared to Mark. She avoided all thoughts in regards to Mark those were for when the sun rose. Now was for him and now was for her....no one else.<br><br>"So...what do you enjoy?"<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 21:18:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles at her question, her warm hands caressing over his body much like his were on hers. It was true, they'd never discussed such things before and now was as good a time as any. He lets one hand brush down over the rump over her ass again while the other traces around her shoulder blades. It was easy to pretend she wasn't engaged to some one else right now.<br><br>"Well, I like being deepthroated and having my balls sucked." He admits. "And virtually every position. I might just have a thing for being a little more...public with things too." He sheepishly admits that last thing, his hand stroking through her hair now. "What about you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 21:25:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She tilted her head tot he side almost impishly looking as a playful smile formed on ehr lips. It was playful, teasing and offered some sexual treat though the what was currently unknown though she started to slip away from him. She ehard a faint popping sound as they were completely untangled and she slipped off of the bed. Her legs trembled slightly as she moved.<br><br>"You may have a thing for being more public? " <br><br>One eyebrow rising as she waited for him to elaborate a little more detail and while she was waiting she slipped between his legs once more though she bent over the end of the bed so her knees rested on the floor. It made her rear stick teasingly int he air as if taunting him but her right hand moved to the back of his knee stroking lightly as she lwoered her head between his legs once more. This time she left his cock alone but took one of his balls into her mouth gently. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 21:29:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He felt a slight tingle as she looked at him in that manner, letting her slide off of him with no protest. He wasn't about to force her to stay, of course. He was pleasantly surprised when she dropped to her knees and lowered her face between his legs once more. His balls were sticky with her juices and he lets out a soft moan as he feels her warm, wet mouth close over one of his balls. It immediately started to stir his arousal as she continued.<br><br>"I...uh...like the risk of people watching, of people walking in..." He elaborates. "Like...in the car, the theatre, the pool...things like that." He spreads his legs wider, allowing her unrestricted access to him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 21:43:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled around the sensitive flesh as she heard him stammer and stutter slightly though that only encouraged her moreas she grazed the edge of her teeth lightly from the base of one ball just below his cock to the tip almost, teasingly letting go until she sucked it back into her mouth. His and her taste coated him, making him sticky, sweet and slightly bitter all at the same time. <br><br>She did not ask what experience he had to know those likes and she did not wish to know beyond the fact of what he knew he liked. The fingers at the back of his knee began to massage his skin lightly while her other hand grasped his cock gently but only just with the tips of her fingers. Each touch was teasingly brief, teasingly slow and teasingly gentle. <br><br>She shifted her weight slightly she brought her tongue to the raised part of his balls that separated the two sacs slightly as the tip of her tongue began to sway back and forth along that joint.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 21:58:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His cock began to lengthen and harden as she teased his balls and shaft. He lets out a soft sigh as her teeth graze his sensitive skin and her hands on the backs of his knees were merely an afterthought now, his attention focused on what her mouth was doing to him. A few moments later, he was back to full arousal, his shaft only teased by her fingers. <br><br>"Mhmm...just like that..." He murmurs softly as she continues. He'd never had a woman devote express attention to his balls before - just a brief suckle here and there before moving onto his shaft. This undivided attention only made him more aroused.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 22:24:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her grey eyes briefly watched as his cock came back to live, She could see it filling that starting to rise once more. She slipped her hand from the back of his knee and briefly sucked both of his balls into her mouth hungrily. She pulled her head back and forth bringing her lips almost free of him before sucking in again for long minutes then releasing his balls completely. Though the lack of contact was extremely brief when she cupped one ball in her right hand. Her thumb stroking back and forth along his sensitive skin.<br><br>"Do you have any places in mind?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 22:29:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her sudden aggressiveness was highly arousing as she attacked his balls with her mouth. The warm, wet contrast of her mouth compared to the surrounding air caused his loins to tingle. His legs squirm a little at the overload of pleasure as she sucks both of his balls into her mouth, her tongue lashing against his prized orbs. She pulled back and began to massage his balls with her hand. He stares down at her question.<br><br>"I, uhm, right now?" He asks, wondering what the neighbors would think. But, of course, it was nearly 2 AM in the morning now and everyone would be in bed. "Maybe...maybe outside on the balcony?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 22:54:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Though she appeared mildly surprise at the suggestions she glanced at the bedroom door towards her room where the balcony was. She rose to her feet as she released him slowly then held her hand out to him smiling playfully and bravely once her hand was grasped she pulled him along out of the door before she could truly think on what they were going to do. She paused a moment before entering her room then opened the door and pulled him in oddly closing the door behind her. She opened the curtains and then the glass doors and suggested with a wave of her hand for him to go first. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 18:00:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He lets her pull him to his feet, holding onto her hand as he leads him out of the guest room and into the main bedroom. His cock sways and bobs with every step on the carpeted floor. She was certainly being brave, inviting this sort of...public display in her own neighborhood. It was certainly more a risk for her - getting caught screwing some one who wasn't the guy she lived with - but she was apparently ready to take that risk.<br><br>Taking a gulp of air, he steps through the door and onto the balcony. It was certainly cooler outside and the air quickly dried up the sheen of sweat that had formed. He steps to the balcony railing then turns around to face her, standing proud in all his glory.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 19:54:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Louise moved to stand in front of him once he stood outside on the balcony. The street lights here were few and far between and with the light from the bedroom at their backs it would be extremely hard for anyone to recognize the two as the light surrounded them brightly in comparison to the darkness of the early morning hours. It helped that most of her neighbors were elderly and did not stir until at least six am. <br><br>Her hands lightly stroked along his chest from collar bone to hips, moving in slow diagnals while she slipped one leg between his and attempted to part them. Her could feel her nipple prub against his skin once more while her heat pressed against his cock. Goose bumps rose on her skin from the chilly air aaaas she raised a curious, playful smile to her lips.<br><br>"So how would you...do it out here?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 20:37:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His legs part, letting his hardness press against her hip as she embraced him once more. His own arms circled around her, one dropping down to that glorious arm once more. He was electrified with arousal as she continued to play this game with him. He contemplates her question for a moment before responding. He could think of several things he wanted to do to her out here, but didn't want to make too much noise. The light played over their naked bodies. Had this been in the middle of the day, her neighbors would certainly know him not to be her fiancée. <br><br>"Well, first I'd have you kneel down and show your neighbors how much of my cock you can swallow." He says, rising to the occasion. "Then, I think I'd bend you over the rail and take you from behind."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 20:52:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Louise watched him intently. Her head tilting to the side almost appearing to be innocent as she rubbed her body against him. <br><br>"So you would start with something similar to this..."<br><br>She brought her lips to his briefly kissing him before she slipped further between his legs. Though one arm reached backwards and grasped the seam of one of the curtains further darkness surrounded them as some of the light was blotted out. <br><br>She once felt comfortable she gradually settled on her knees before him. As she did so her hands did not leave his body after she had closed the other curtain, the darkness almost complete. Her hands skimmed his inner thighs then worked around to the back of his legs just beneath his buttocks. <br><br>Her lips gently caressed his skin along his neck, his collar bone and down his chest. She gently nipped his abdomen before her mouth finally captured the tip of his cock in her mouth though this time she sort to slow time down as much as possible. Her lips sucking lightly around the sensitive tip while her nails dug into his skin. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 21:05:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Drew stood still as she moved, her loving kisses teasing his cooled skin as she slowly sinks down between his legs. The closed curtain brought more security for her as she grew more comfortable. He could feel her hands just below his buttocks, helping to steady her as she crept downwards. <br><br>Her mouth left a blazing trail as she kissed his neck and collar bone, chest and abdomen. Finally he felt her warm breath on the head of his cock a moment before she slowly took it into her mouth. He lets out a soft gasp, his hips pressing forward as she slowly works her way down his shaft. <br><br>This time, however, he slides both of his hands onto her head. He holds her there, pressing on the back of her head as he presses forward with his hips, pushing himself deeper into her mouth. He wasn't sure if she'd gag on him or not. "Just like that...Louise...take it all in..." He murmurs encouragingly. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 21:22:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She enjoyed the fact that he stayed still, the fact that he did not rush her or try and guide her along her journey towards his cock. At that point in time she felt that despite the fact she was knelt down on the balcony, in the middle of the night that they were the last two people in the world and that they had as much time as they wished. <br><br>Her grey eyes flickered up to focus on his eyes as she felt his hands grip her head firmly to prevent her from moving further down or pulling away before starting to push her further as she felt him at the same time press forward. . She enjoyed the feeling of his hands holding , her neck seemed to twitch in envy as her mouth opened wider to take him further in. Her nails dug further into his skin as she groaned quietly. The sound causing her lips to vibrate around him. She started to make quiet gag noises as his tip pressed to the back of her throat. <br><br>She stilled her body trying to prevent him from pushing her further though not pulling back either. His cock stuck partially there until she felt herself relax enough to take another&nbsp; half inch into her mouth. She closed her eyes as she inhaled through her nose.&nbsp; Though he may be able to tell she had not actually taken someone so far or perhaps they had not been as big as him she seemed unafraid at pushing herself as long as he had the patience.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 21:34:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He delighted in her moan of pleasure as he forced himself into her mouth, deeper and deeper until he felt the head of his cock being pressed by the tightness of her throat. He felt and heard her starting to gag on his cock and her body resisted. He eased up, pulling back a little, allowing her saliva to coat his cock and give her a little respite. He didn't get the impression she had done this much - if ever - before but that only turned him on even more.<br><br>Slowly, he presses forward again, easing into her throat. He presses in deeper, letting out a soft moan at the feeling of having so much of him inside her warm, wet mouth. "Oh yeah..." He murmurs softly as he feels her nose pressing against his stomach, his balls pressing tightly against her chin as he finally slid all the way into her throat.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 22:32:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Time slowed down to a crawl and then a stop as she felt the tip of her nose brush against his skin and the feel of her chin pressed against his balls. She kept that position for a minute before attempting to pull back Her breathing becoming little pants though she started to feel slightly dizzy. Her hands moved down to his thighs and squeezed tighter as she adjusted to the sensation of him filling her mouth and throat. <br><br>As she started to pull back her teeth lightly started to graze the sensitive skin between them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 22:35:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He lets out a moan as he feels her teeth grazing along his length. She was certainly good at this! What the hell was Mike thinking, leaving her when she so horny? "Ready for it again?" He murmurs, resting the head of his cock in her mouth. He starts to push back in, once more pressing all the way into her throat. It felt amazing, looking down at her, not an inch of his cock not buried inside of her. He'd love to continue until he came again, deep in her throat, but she had offered much more then that. <br><br>He slowly starts pulling himself out after another minute lodged in her throat, this time pulling all the way out, his cock glistening in the moonlight. He helps her back onto her feet, then turns her around to face the railing. He presses up against her, his hardness poking her in the ass as his hands slide around to grab her breasts. "Tell me some of the things you like..." He murmurs into her ear.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 23:35:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The second time he slipped his cock to the end of her mouth she was more relaxed and it slipped in much easier. Her groans sounded loudly though muffled as she slipped her tongue back and forth along the under neath of him where she could reach. Though she enjoyed the intimate act she felt some relief as he pulled away from her fully and she could breath properly. She was reminded once more of his considerate nature when he helped her to her feet and pressed her to the railing.<br><br>She leaned forward pressing her back side against him until his cock had slipped between the two cheeks the head pointing towards the sky. She began to shift slightly so that her skin rubbed along his moist shaft.&nbsp; She moaned through closed lips as he touched her breasts and lowered her head slightly. A sudden flush touching her cheeks as she wondered if she could tell him about her deeper desires that Mark had refused to act on and made her feel ashamed about even day dreaming about. <br><br>She decided it was safer to stay light and basic she would not wish ehr best friend to see her any differently to how he did right now. <br><br>"Well so far you have done everything I enjoy...though this part is quite a first for me I will admit. I enjoy missionary style, myself on top,&nbsp; as I am sure you may have noticed.&nbsp; I also enjoy experimenting...doing this in the shower."<br><br>Her tone of voice had dropped slightly a almost innocent tinge touching her as she seemed for the first time embarrassed. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 19:48:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Drew let his eyes roam her body as she bent over the railing. He grinds his hips against hers, pressing his balls tightly against her as his shaft settles along her butt crack. The friction of skin-on-skin was arousing and he slowly slides his cock back and forth as she wiggles her hips. He noticed her pause in answering him and thought that she might not be telling him the complete truth. He had to smile at what she had admitted though, tugging on her nipples once more before dropping his hands down to her hips. <br><br>He takes a half step backwards, allowing his cock to slide down between her legs. He takes it in one hand and begins rubbing its bulbous head along her slick slit - her juices, mixed with his from before, would provide plenty of lube. Slowly, he positions himself at her entrance, starting to ease his hardness into her once more, pulling on her hips as he does so.<br><br>"Mhmm...I don't think you're telling me every fantasy...you know you can tell me anything..." He murmurs, giving a sharp thrust, spearing himself completely into her, the night air whipping coolly along their bodies. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 21:18:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shivered as she felt him slide between her cheeks before exhaling sharply as she felt him tug on her nipples. As she did so she grasped the railing tightly in her grasp as she felt him bring his head against her slit. She could already feel moisture drip along the skin of her thighs and knew that he would have no problems with sliding into her. Though she was not quite expecting the speed in which he would or hard he would at the same time. It took all her self control to keep her mouth sealed to prevent the scream of pleasure from leaving her mouth and breaking through the silent air. <br><br>She step backwards with him though a smaller step before she leaned forward, the upper body lowering as she bent in almost half while her hands gripped the railing tighter to hold her up more firmly. Her breasts bounced with the sudden lunge and she could feel goose bumps rise along her exposed skin once more. <br><br>She shook her head slightly to his wards and kept silent partially out of embarrassment partially out of playful teasing. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 22:24:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She bent nearly in half as he buried himself in side of her, causing the angle to change, causing her to squeeze around him. He would have loved to have seen how this looked from afar and hoped one of her neighbors was awake to see them. The position alone was highly sexual, even before you factored in the distinct motion they were making. His hands run over her taught back as far as they can reach then back, down to her ass, spreading his cheeks out as he starts to thrust into her slowly. He pulls back so that he almost slips out and the pushes back in, inch by inch, so that she would feel every inch of him.<br><br>"You're lying..." He continues. "...tell me." His hand lifts up then smacks down on her ass before rubbing over the spot. Then, his finger travels down her ass crack to her asshole, pressing lightly against it. "I know you're holding back."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 22:56:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could feel herself tighten around him as she bent forward. She could not lower herself too far forward and still hold the grip of the railing as she felt him pull back. She could feel a groan of displeasure practically leave her at the thought of him pulling out from her completely though swallowed it quickly when he began to slip back into her once more. She started to pull her body forward and back trying to push him that little further into her as she felt his hands cup her buttocks and part them. <br><br>As she felt him strike her skin she bit down on her bottom lip at the fiery sensation left on her skin and the burning that began within. She gripped the railings even tighter as she felt that hand gently stroke over the pinked skin. As she felt his finger press against her puckered hole she arched her back so that her head lifted up and she faced the sky. <br><br>"Drew please..."<br><br>She was not fully sure herself what she was pleading him to do, was it to fill her more as he teased her, was it to slip the finger through the hole or was it for him to forget the question. She knew her greatest fear then would be him finding out part of who she truly was and not liking her any more. That was a fate she could not bare to pass.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 02:31:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He felt her try to push him deeper into her as he teased him with his cock. The only problem was that by teasing her with his cock, he was also teasing himself. But he slowly buried himself in her, holding himself there, moving his hips with her hips to keep the 'sliding' to the minimum as she shifted her hips. His finger remained against her puckered rear passage. He remembered how she hadn't shied away from his touch earlier there and certainly was not now. He didn't know if she'd even done anal before.<br><br>Slowly, his finger applies more force to that rear passage. He wasn't sure what she wanted him to do, but he wasn't about to fuck her, not until she told him. "Be truthful...like I have to you about my...desires." The tip of his finger slowly pops into her rear passage. She was certainly tight back there. "Tell me...." He pushes his finger in a little deeper, wiggling it back and forth. There wasn't any lube. Drew was penetrating his best-friend and crush with both cock in her pussy, and a finger in her ass. The night couldn't get any wilder.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 09:42:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Louise stared at the empty street below as she panted heavily while she rose up slightly. Pushing her lower body up until she was rested above the railing. She could feel his finger press against the hole and slide into it with a almost audible pop causing her to shudder slightly then moaned as loudly as she dared to.&nbsp; She looked over her shoulder to Drew as she let out a loud sigh watching him intently a moment before facing away once more. Her breathing became heavier as her eyes closed and she could now imagine Drew doing to her what other desires she had. <br><br>A collection of images dances through her mind bringing her closer to orgasm as she imagined Drew standing over her as he climaxed over her face or along the back or her neck, she imagined him striking her as he had not long ago , though the images changed to her riding him while he was bound beneath her, unable to stop her from any deed she planned.<br><br>Her legs started to tremble as she came closer and closer to orgasm. <br><br>"I imagine many things Drew not all easy to explain but I have desires such as being bound or right now in my head tying you up while I tease you to the point of climax and then stopping until you calm down slightly then start again..." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 16:14:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Drew slowly started to thrust into her pussy as she turned her head to face him. His eyes locked with hers as he forced his finger deeper into her rear passage. He knew he was going to fuck her in the ass - maybe not tonight, but some time soon - but for now his finger was more then enough. His slow, steady pace was gone and now he constantly slid back and forth into her, feeling her legs start to tremble.<br><br>Her words sent an arousing chill down his spine that he knew had nothing to do with the cool night air. "We can try all of those things...even the ones not easy to explain..." He murmurs, forcing his finger deeper and deeper into her. "...things like fucking you in the ass?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 20:12:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She inhaled sharply when he did not reject her, peace coming to her mind, body and perhaps even to her soul as Drew again accepted her for who and what she was. She slipped back again as she tried to push him even further into her as she dug her nails into the unyielding metal railing. She forced herself even further back as she simply nodded her head as she lowered herself once more and tightened her passage around him as much as she was able. She imagined she could feel the friction between their sliding skins. <br><br>She let out another groan as she fought the urge to rise to her feet and place her arms over her head and around his neck. Her dark grey eyes closing in bliss as she felt the orgasm rise between her legs , turning into molten lava her body temperature rising as she grew even closer though this time she tried to hold it off. Trying to wait until he was ready while she felt him gently stretch her with his finger. The feeling was strange but nice and growing nicer while he stretched her even further.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 20:17:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Drew smiled at her lack of response, feeling her push herself back against him repeatedly. She was as much - if not more - of a sexual deviant then he was, and he loved her all the more for it! This had progressed far more then just cheating on her fiancee now, this was something so much more then being needy. <br><br>Slowly, he slides his finger from her puckered passage, only to grab onto her hips as he starts to slam his cock into her. She was so wet, so tight, and it felt so good, their bodies soon slapping together with each thrust. "I bet you like it a little rough too?" He murmurs, slapping her firm ass once more even as he reached forward to grab her hair, slamming into her. "You like that?" He says, tugging on her hair, slapping her ass again, slamming into her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 20:35:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She inwardly groaned when she felt him slip the finger from her almost trying to shove herself onto it as it withdrew though as she felt his hands grasp her hips firmly she moaned again as she gripped the railing tight enough to turn her knuckles white while the bones protruded clearly with the strength she was using to keep herself as she was. <br><br>She almost whimpered with pleasure as she felt the firm strike of his hand against her skin once more and could feel the burning sensation as her skin reddened, as she felt his hand grasp her short hair hair tightly enough to be able to pull her head back , lowering her back in the process while her breasts rose, the nipples starting to rise and fall against the railings with each thrust of him into her. <br><br>"Yes...I...do...Drew..."<br><br>She panted out heavily as her voice rose a pitch and her legs trembled even more. She felt as if at any point they could go from under her even as she continued to hold the orgasm at any it just made it stronger as it build up inside of her. Her blood feeling like it was fizzing while the world seemed to fade away slightly even as her skin became more sensitive to each of his touches. <br><br>She gripped around him even tighter while it grew hotter around him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 21:02:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He didn't know he had such a desire within him himself, driving his cock hard into her as her back arched. The sounds of their love making would surely be heard now, he thought, but he didn't care at all. His hand continues to grip her short hair, his body having to lean forward, driving him harder and deeper into her then before. Every now and then his hand slaps down onto her ass which jiggled with each thrust.<br><br>"Oh fuck..." He pants, his orgasm fast impending now. "Cum with me...cum with me, baby..." He encourages her, thrusting into her a few last desperate times before burying himself hard into her, his cock swelling and pulsating as he fills her with his seed once more. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 21:17:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Louise was too far gone to care or even notice if the neighbors heard of if they even stirred the curtains to see where or who the noise was coming from. <br><br>The concentration it took alone to prevent herself from allowing herself to have a orgasm&nbsp; where she stood seemed to be draining away the world until it was just her and him once more and the sensitivity grew until she could take no more when he uttered his request it took her no more as she released her control and exploded around him as he exploded into her. She let out a scream of pleasure unable to hold back her voice any longer as her legs finally went out from beneath her and her knees struck the cold stone though she felt no pain and her arms came with her thankfully preventing her from hitting it with her head though she leaned against the railing panting.<br><br>She was not sure if she had actually ended up pulling herself away from Drew or if he had gone down with her as she attempted to regain her breath though she did not have long as the next door neighbors light went on and she suddenly pushed herself backwards landing either on or against Drew to push the pair out of sight.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 21:25:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her scream let him know he had hit the spot just right by taking her out here on the balcony. Her orgasm exploded around his cock shortly before her legs gave way. Latched onto her as he was and leaning forward, he fell with her to the ground, to their knees, his cock still buried inside of her. He groaned in pleasure, letting go of her hair to rest both hands on her hips, grinding his hips against her. It was then that the neighbors light came on and Louise pushed back against him.<br><br>Hands on her hips, cock buried inside of her, he toppled over backwards, pulling her with him. He lands softly on his back, his legs shooting out between hers. His hands prevent her from laying back against him, forcing her to sit up on his lap, offering the neighbor a view of her naked body, his cock still rigid inside of her, though by luck her body prevented his from being seen. For all intents and purposes, it looked like she was riding her fiancee reverse-cowgirl style on the balcony. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 21:33:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She let out a small whimper of shock and surprise as she felt him beneath her still hard within her and re actively she bucked backwards then forwards just as she heard the neighbors balcony doors open. As the neighbor called out.<br><br>"Is everything alright in there Louise?"<br><br>She was thankful the balconies were not right next to each other.<br><br>"Everything is fine Emma. Sorry for disturbing you."<br><br>She reached forward as she spoke to pull the curtains from behind her so that they fell into their rightful place hiding them from sight fully as her cheeks flushed bright red.<br><br>"Please do."<br><br>The neighbor retorted as Louise heard the closing of the balcony door and looked over her shoulder to look down at Drew. her hand rising to cover her flaming cheeks as she shook her head once more.<br><br>"Well that was close, fun but close."<br><br>She placed her hands on his knees as she leaned forward slightly before starting to buck her hips gently back and forth along his cock.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 21:40:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled as he listened to the brief conversation, laying there on the floor of the Master Bedroom with Louise sitting on top of him. His orgasm had subsided and he was prepared for her to slide off of him but instead she began once more, rocking her hips back and forth as she leaned forwards towards his knees.<br><br>"Oh...yes it was..." he murmurs in response, looking down to watch her ass bounce up and down, his cock slick with their combined juices as she kept him at full hardness. He presses his hips upwards slightly, offering her more of his cock. "And I thought I had a healthy sexual appetite..." He murmurs, slapping her ass playfully once more. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 21:48:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She pressed her fingers into his skin around the knee joint as he slapped her ass causing her to playfully jump before she looked over her shoulder a impish smile touched her face.<br><br>"Well I do have quite a bit of catching up to do. Now if you are not quite up to it..."<br><br>She playfully trailed off at the light verbal teasing. She herself though was not sure where the sudden hunger came from except from the fact that it had been so long since she had received any physical attention that she was trying to quench her thirst as much as possible before the next drought.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 21:56:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grins up at her as she looks over her shoulder. <br><br>"Well, I think I can manage once more before needing some time to...recover." He admits, swatting at her ass again. It was probably close to 2 or 3 AM in the morning he thought. They'd be running out of darkness soon. <br><br>He thrusts up into her teasingly. "You said you liked being on top...and I quite like this reverse position. Think you're up for riding me again?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 22:36:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirked over her shoulder at him and then stuck her tongue out at him before turning her visual attention to his knees that rested under her hands. Her hips began to move slowly and teasingly at times she would grind her hips against him almost furiously as his body would brush against her swollen tender clit.<br><br>Her hands started to move along his knees to his inner and outer thighs&nbsp; in gentle strokes and circles then zig zags until she reached his balls , her hands cupping on in each palm and giving a gentle squeeze.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 01:05:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh yeah...fuck me good..." He murmurs as she bucks her hip back and forth, his hands resting on her ass. He lets out a soft moan as her hands make their ways to his balls. He loved having his balls played with, especially while being fucked. "Harder." He murmurs, slapping her ass again. He'd have to be careful - too much slapping and he'd leave a visible handprint or red mark, and that would lead to trouble for her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 10:18:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughed as she felt him strike her again and his one worded request but she complied willingly and eagerly. She started to squeeze the balls between her hands and brushing her thumb along the pressed skin back and forth, slowly at first though with increasing speed and strength as her hips continued to buck back and forth slowing down to teasingly, perhaps even cruelly slow when she placed more attention on that which was between her hands. She gently suck her nails into the thin skin then released not leaving any marks before doing the same again. <br><br>She began to increase the rocking of her hips once more as she grew more and more excited once more. She could feel her legs start to grow sore especially at the core between them but it was a pleasant soreness she felt would linger for a few days and would act as a reminder to her on what had happened. She could not remember the last time she had felt this comforting and enjoyable tenderness between her legs. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 02:05:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Drew moaned softly as she squeezed and caressed his balls, still grinding her hips back and forth mercilessly on him. His hands squeeze her ass as she continues to ride him before he slowly sits up, sliding his hands up her sides before pulling her backwards. "Lean back on your hands (http://101-sex-positions.com/bermuda-triangle.php)..." He murmurs, laying back down as he pulls her with him.<br><br>Once she does, he slides his hands up to her breasts, tugging on her nipples and massaging her breasts as she continues to ride him. "Mhmm..." He moans, starting to thrust his hips up against. hers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 02:23:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grumbled ever so quietly under her breath as she feels his hands slip from her ass and along her sides though the feeling arouses her it brings her to a slow simmer rather than the deep heat of the former touch. She released his balls almost reluctantly before leaning backwards and placed her hands flat palm down on the carpet next to his sides. She tilts her head back as she feels his fingers wrapping around her nipples causing her to tremble as she at the same time concentrated on keeping the position. <br><br>This position changed their angles slightly, her passage grew greatly tighter around him. Her skin having been made increasingly sensitive with the prolonged sliding despite how moist she was around him.<br><br>"Like this...?"<br><br>She asked almost managing to pass off being shy and playful.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 02:34:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Perfect..." He says, staring up at her toned back. "...slide your hips up and down on me." He adds, his own thrusting being slow until she caught on with the tempo. The new position made her ass squish down on him delightfully and he even lowers one hand down over her stomach to start rubbing at her clit. It was a rather erotic position, at least one he enjoyed watching in porn, and it allowed the girl to easily pound down on him while he could also get her off. His other hand remains focused on her breasts, alternating between squeezing, massaging, and tweaking and tugging on her nipples. <br><br>The position was more lewd as they hadn't even made it to the bed, instead continuing their passionate love making on the floor of her master bedroom. He didn't mind at all though, so caught up in the moment as he was. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 10:32:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once she had caught up and could match his current set tempo she truly began to enjoy herself in the new position though she found it rather frustrating that she could not do anything beyond what she already was to tease and arouse him further. She fought the urge to buck her hips forward as she felt his hand against her clit and it simply brought her closer to a third orgasm. This time though she did not feel she had the power to push it back. She would let it come when it did. <br><br>She enjoyed the feeling of his body striking hers and the position made her feel open and though not vulnerable he could currently do a lot more than she could. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 20:38:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The position felt great to him, her full weight hitting his groin area each time their hips met. The resounding 'slap slap slap' was like music to his ears. They were being very passionate. His hand continues to rub over her clit, rubbing furiously, wanting her to get off, feeling ever contraction of her pussy on his shaft. He was starting to get close too. But he wanted something this time. Once he got her off, he wanted to cum over her face. He didn't know why, or how the thought had gotten there, but after all they had done so far tonight thats how he wanted this one to end. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 21:31:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt herself tremble around him as she clutched to his cock with every entry and withdrawal of his body from hers. The feeling of his hand against her clit caused her to whimper in pleasure as she felt herself come closer and closer towards orgasm. Her arms began to ache even mroe and even began to shake themselves as she tried to concentrate enough to keep herself up as she was not wishing at all to break their intimate contact.<br><br>She felt the liquid heat return as her orgasm drew closer and closer her. She knew after this one she herself would be drained for the night and would need to sleep for the day tomorrow or rightly later today. She let out a loud groan of pleasure as she suddenly clutched at the carpet and began to ride him even harder and faster to prolong the final orgasm of the night. Her body became a mold of jelly as her arms finally collapsed beneath her and she could barely hold herself up right. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 00:26:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He could feel her getting close and kept up his efforts. He moaned as she began to ride him even harder and faster as she hit that climax and it almost made him cum too, though he managed to hold out. He let his hand slide away from her pussy as she nearly collapsed on top of him, gently rolling her over onto her side beside him, spooning her as he continued to slowly move inside of her.<br><br>"Can I...cum on your face?" He murmurs into her ear, nipping at her neck before sucking on her earlobe. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 15:43:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes drifted closed as she felt the comfort of the carpeted floor take her weight and could still feel the delightful feel of him within her at the same time. She groaned quietly as she felt him nip her neck and suckle her earlobe causing her to laugh as it tickled her skin. <br><br>She did not quite register the question a moment as she thought she may have drifted asleep and all this may have been some very explicit dreaming of her best friend though the continued feeling of him between her legs and the pleasant soreness helped her come more to her senses and though she blushed slightly at the question she nodded her head slowly while she pulled herself forward and away from him at the same time. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 15:58:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Drew slides out of her as she moves off of him, having giving him a nod for an answer. He pushes himself to his feet as she sits up, standing over her, his hard cock slick with her juices. "Mhmm...suck on me for a moment." He was on the verge of cumming but needed a little help getting over the peak.<br><br>He lets out a soft moan as she takes him into her mouth. He places a hand on her head, hips pressing in towards her. He only lets her suck on him for a few moments though, before pulling out of her mouth. He tilts her head back with one hand, making her face up towards him, jerking his cock with his other hand. With a final moan, he cums, his seed shooting all over her face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 21:01:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could taste and feel the pre cum trickle into her mouth and knew it would not be too long before he pulled back. Seconds later she felt him slip out from between her lips and then the heated feel of his semen trickle on her skin. She closed her eyes just in time to prevent it stinging her but she could feel it trail over her forehead, nose, chin and cheeks while a few drops dripped onto her chest. Once she was sure he had finished pumping onto her she opened her eyes and stared up at him. <br><br>Without uttering a word she rose higher onto her knees and took his cock into her mouth. Her tongue trailed along the salty tasting tip and further up , her cheeks thinning as she sucked along his skin until each drop of his semen and her own juices were cleaned from him before she pulled back. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 21:05:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was still panting from his exertions when she took his cock back into her mouth and sucked the last traces of cum - his and hers - from it, cleaning it up nicely. He finally pulls back from her mouth, his cock starting to grow flaccid from the night of constant sex. He looks down at her, a smile on his face. She looked beautiful even with his cum all over her face.<br><br>"Mhmm..you should, uh, get cleaned up." He says awkwardly. "Then its off to bed for the both of us...we need the rest after a night like tonight." He says, moving over to sit on the edge of her bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 21:20:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She chuckled quietly at his brief pause in his words but quickly rose from the floor and left the room to go to the bathroom. The sound of water running sounded through the wall and she reappeared minutes later her face freshly scrubbed clean though her skin glowed far more than a good wash could ever make happen. <br><br>She walked to the chest of drawers to open the bottom one taking out a long, grey but sleeves less white nightie that reached down to her knees. She noted he was still sat on the edge of her bed..well her and Marks bed. It was the first time she felt awkward around him since they had first met. <br><br>She brought her hand to comb her fingers through her hair.<br><br>"I guess we should get to sleep."<br><br>She left it hanging in the air as to where they went from now. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 21:23:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods his head and stands up as she reappears. He sees her pull out the nightie but he shakes his head, walking over to her and taking it from her hands. He drops it to the floor and takes her hand, leading her from her bedroom and back to the guest room where the covers were already pulled down.<br><br>"Together. Naked." He says, slipping onto the bed, pulling her with him. He wasn't going to pass on the opportunity like this. He pulls the covers over them before turning on his side to spoon her, giving her a gently kiss on her shoulder. "Goodnight."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 22:10:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched as he took the nightie from her and took her away from the master bedroom. She seemed to relax as they both climbed into the bed , her arm rested over the one that covered her waist, her thumb stroking along his knuckles as her eyes drifted closed. <br><br>"Good night Drew."<br><br>She smiled as sleep suddenly captured her and took her away, she felt oddly peaceful despite her actions through out the night. She felt oddly satisfied and slept better than she had in a while.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 19:16:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Drew fell off into an exhausted sleep. He hadn't fucked like that in years. It was an ungodly time in the morning already and his body was eager for sleep.<br><br>Several hours later, the sun well up, he was still asleep, spooning with her. Only now his 'morning wood' was starting to poke at her rear despite how soundly he was sleeping. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 23:19:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Louise slept soundly also, well passed the normal time she would wake up and be out and about. Though she gradually started to move in her sleep. She turned around facing him and brought herself to curl up in the nook under his arm. Her arm slipped over his waist while her head nuzzled into his shoulder and neck lightly. Her highest leg rose and bent over his pair until her ankle came to rest awkwardly in the air. Her warm breath touched his skin and though she could feel something dip between he legs slightly she currently paid no heed to it. Far too comfortable and warm in the unknown embrace as she was. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 19:55:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Drew finally began to stir, finding comfort in the way her body nestled against his. His own arms had wrapped around her and held her close. As he woke more, he realized he had a raging hard on and her naked body was almost on top of his. Smiling, he kisses the top of her head, hands stroking up and down her naked back, one dropping to rub over her ass. He gently nudges her head with his shoulder before speaking softly.<br><br>"Hey, sleepy-head, time to wake up."&nbsp; He slaps her rear gently, playfully, not entirely wanting to make her get up off of him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 21:14:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She gradually stirred as she felt his hand lightly tend to her warm skin. One grey eye opened and then the other and she nuzzled against his chin lightly. She then noticed how bright the room was and that she certainly needed to be getting up before Mark returned home.<br><br>She quickly started to rise from the bed and looked for something to change into upon rememebring she was in the guest room.<br><br>"You better shower and change into your clothes before Mark gets home."<br><br>With that sentance uttered she quickly left the room and made her way to the bathroom, the showering water running loudly as she turned the pump up until it practically blasted her skin off when she got in. The bathroom quickly became steamy with the hot water pumping out of the head though she forgot to close or lock the bathroom door, it open&nbsp; a jar. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 21:18:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Drew knew she was right but as he got out of his bed, he follows after her and into the master bedroom. The sound of the shower and the open door to her bathroom quickly made him remember how she had mentioned liking it in the shower. He figured they had time for one more round and they'd both end up clean afterwards.<br><br>He silently steps into the bathroom, and then into the shower with her. He presses up against her, his hard prick settling upright against the crack of her ass, his hands sliding up to cup her breasts, his mouth nipping and sucking on the back of her neck. "Mhmm...once more...then I will go..." he murmurs, squeezing her breasts firmly, hoping she wouldn't say no.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 22:11:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She went to turn around to face him as she felt him move into the shower and felt his cock press against ehr bare wet skin. His hands quickly captured her breasts, her nipples already hard as she tried to forget the night before but had simply ended up reminding herself more. The nipping on her neck caused her to groan though her hands moved to Drew's and tried to slip them down her skin intending to slip them off.<br><br>"We should not be doing this Drew..Mark could return home......"<br><br>The sentence broke off as she tried not to groan again trying to stand firm though she pressed her ass back a little more firmly against his manhood.<br><br>"This..we..Drew..what if...he comes...back..?"<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 22:15:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The hot, steaming water cascaded down around him. He felt her pressing her ass back against him even as she spoke and he moves his mouth to the side of her head, nipping at her ear. He tugs on her nipples as he grinds his cock against her. "We'll have to be quick then.." he murmurs into her ear.<br><br>He dips his hips, sliding his cock between her legs. Another slight shift and the head presses against her moist entrance. He wastes no time thrusting his entire length into her, grunting in pleasure. He holds her body tight against him, her ass pressing into his stomach, his hands squeezing her breasts - pushing her against him. He starts to thrust into her, hard powerful strokes, taking her from behind n the shower.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 22:44:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She questions no further at his remark about it having to be quick. Her body was pleasantly sore but opened easily to him as he quickly filled her body once more. She tilted her head back to rest against his shoulder as she groaned in pleasure. Water trickled down her face while her dark hair shimmered with the water that clung to the strands. The feel of the water against her face reminded her about him climaxing on her skin. She leaned forward to press her lower body further into him, making him take her deeper and at a different angle while her hands rose to press against the shower wall to prevent the pair from slipping. <br><br>She could feel her body quickly becoming aroused and eager to leave off where it had last night. She knew the climax would be a fast one as she allowed Drew to take her weight.<br><br>"Drew."<br><br>She only uttered his name as she got enveloped in the rising pleasure. The word was filled with arousal and desire, filled with satisfaction and yet at the same time edged with a little frustration. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 16:35:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The hot water poured over them as he took her from behind. His hands slide from her breasts to her hips as she bends over in front of him, bracing herself against the far wall. His hands on her hips allowed him to drive into her with more force, their bodies soon slapping together with each thrust. This was not the gentle love making of the night before. No, this was the passionate 'do me now!' fucking that spoke of need and desire.<br><br>"Oh yeah..." he murmurs, slamming himself hard into her, his hands digging into her hips. He didn't know if this would be the last time he'd fuck her or not, in fact he didn't know where things went from here, but this had certainly been a night to remember.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 21:18:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her body ached as she felt him pummel into her with little delicate touches or tenderness. This was when it was raw, basic, almost primal. She groaned in pleasure and knew that her orgasm would not be far from happening.&nbsp; She did not concern herself with the fact this could be the last time it would happen or not. She did not wish to as she threw her head back and groaned again. She began to pull herself forward then push herself back onto him while the water poured down her skin. Any moisture was quickly washed away from her body and down the drain. <br><br>Her body was starting to tighten around him rapidly, she also squeezed herself so that the friction between the pair increased as the worried thought of Mark returning slipped into her mind. Despite the thought it did not cool her down but in part made her more aroused at the idea of possibly getting caught. She did not wish to be she did not wish to hurt Mark but the threat of such happening caused her to heat up even further as she started to climax around him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 21:33:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Drew moaned as she began to slide back and forth with him, pushing him harder and deeper into her with every thrust. She was a goddess of sex, he thought, his hands gripping her hips with more force until he couldn't constrain himself any longer, raising a hand up to slap down on her ass. He'd have to be careful, not wanting to leave any marks. <br><br>"Oh yes, baby..." He murmurs again, his thrusts coming harder and faster now. He felt her pussy clamping down around him. He wasn't going to last much longer, he knew, his cock ready to explode in her tight pussy again. "Oh yeah..." Another murmur, hand clawing at her ass now, trying to hold back his release as long as possible. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 21:53:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The slap to her cheek felt harder this time as the water added a little friction to the strike, though a red out line appeared it was only faint and would fade within minutes similar to a light scratch that did not manage to break the skin. The strike brought her even closer to her climax as she slapped at the wall with her hands, the fingers curling to form fists as she hit out at the tiles while the orgasm over whelmed her. <br><br>It did not hit her as it had last night and she easily remained upright though the feeling of his fingers scraping over her skin triggered her to raise her right hand to the back of his neck and dragged her nails along the wat patch of him. Forgetting for a moment not to leave a mark . <br><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 21:59:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He felt her cum hard around his shaft, her hand slapping at the wall before she began to stand upright. One hand remains on her hips while the other slides up to her breast again, tugging and pulling on it, pressing it against her as she leaned back against him. He felt her hand on the back of his neck and pressed his mouth to her neck, sucking and nipping gently with his teeth. His thrusts come short and hard now.<br><br>His hand squeezes her breast tightly as he finally cums, burying himself inside of her. He grinds against her, moaning in pleasure as he fills her with his seed again. He remains inside of her for several long seconds, not wanting to pull out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 22:30:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her climax rolled out through her as he grasped and squeezed her breast against her own body. Her eyes closed as she felt the water pour onto her face while she felt the heat between her legs as he came once more between them. She stood there for several minutes enjoying the light touch of his body against hers. The moment though came to a swift end as she moved forward and freed herself from his grasp and at the same time released his cock from her snug embrace. <br><br>"You should go and get dressed now before Mark returns home...unless you need to shower first...properly..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 22:35:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Drew slowly pulled his soft form from between her, letting the water wash him clean. He smiles at her as she turns to face him and nods his head, before darting in to kiss her on the lips. "I'll go dry off and head out before he gets here." He murmurs softly, feeling a soft tingle in his spine at the thought of Mark returning. "I...uh...call me?" He says, stepping out of the shower and grabbing a towel. He quickly moves back to the guest room, shutting the door before starting to rub himself dry.<br><br>Wow, what a night. He thought as he pulled on his clothes. He had certainly not expected any of it, despite his long harbored feelings. Apparently he wasn't the only one who had harbored such feelings either. But where did they go from here? Shaking his head, he quickly heads down stairs and makes for his car. He'd shower more properly when he got home.<br><br>---<br><br>AN hour later, Marks car pulled up in the driveway. He got out of the car, carrying a bunch of flowers and a box of chocolates. He had gotten wasted last night and passed out for several hours in a hotel room. He had cleaned himself up once he had woken and stopped by to pick the gifts up on his way home. He saw her car was still there so she was at home. Entering through the door he calls out tentatively. "Honey? I'm home..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 22:59:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was during the hour between Drew leaving and that Mark arrived when the feeling of guilt started to sink in for her. She spent fifteen more minutes in the showers as she washed herself three times with her coconut body wash and coconut shampoo. <br><br>She then stripped the guests room bed of the sheets and put them for wash wrapped in a a large towel all the while fighting off the images that ran through her mind of the night before and the morning. Though each time she moved she felt a sore twinge as a muscled would start to spasm slightly from over use which reminded her of what she had done. She could not blame any alcohol and nor could she say it was actually a act of passion, a&nbsp; one time event. She could not say it simply happened and she had not put any thought into it. <br><br>She could not shake how the image of Drew she had known since she remembered had changed so dramatically. It was if he had grown up into a man over night and she was only just releasing him from the mental box in her mind of him being a young boy.&nbsp; She had no idea how Drew actually felt about her or whether to him it had simply been a one night stand. She felt a odd pained sensation in her chest that it could be.<br><br>It was just as the sensation rose that Mark entered the house. She quickly finished pulling on some loose clothing as she was not sure her body would not give her away as tight clothing rubbed the wrong..or in this case the right way. Reminding her of last night even more. <br><br>She stared at the flowers and chocolates that Mark had brought her and smiled slightly.<br><br>"Welcome home Mark."<br><br>She stood ont he bottom step of the stairs as she watched him stand obviously nervously before her after running out on her last night.<br><br>"Did you sleep well last night?"<br><br><br><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 17:30:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark awkwardly hands her the chocolates and flowers, leaning in to give her a quick kiss on the lips. "These are for you." He says, shifting uncomfortably. He was still feeling a little hung over, to be honest, and the idea of a hot, steaming shower quickly popped into his head. "I...uh...want to apologize for yesterday. I was...just really stressed and everything and shouldn't have reacted the way I did."<br><br>He toes the bottom stair sheepishly. "I hope you can forgive me?" He adds, looking her in the eyes.<br><br>---<br><br>Drew had sped off home and thrown himself onto his bed once he got there. He was exhausted from the longest night of fucking he had ever gone through. The mental aspect of what had happened, fucking his engaged best-friend, threatened to overwhelm him. He soon dozed off, face down on his bed, arms and legs splayed out to either side. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 20:55:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She kissed him back gently but she quickly pulled her head away as she watched him&nbsp; in what she thought to be his young boy pose. She nodded her head slightly once to indicate she had forgiven him. After all who had committed the far bigger crime?<br><br>"You are forgiven of course. Would youlike me to make you a hot cup of coffee?<br><br>She could not help herself as she wondered what Drew would be up to by now. She thought he would probably be fast asleep after their night of illicit passions. She stepped down from the stairs as she took the box of chocolates and made her way towards the kitchen to brew a cuppa. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 21:31:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure." Mark responds, nodding his head. "I'm going to go take a hot shower and freshen up." He adds before bounding up the stairs. He quickly strips, knowing it wouldn't take her long to make the cup of coffee. Soon he too is in the shower, unaware what had transpired not long ago inside of it.<br><br>His hangover was aching though and the warm air and water soon had him feeling better though he quickly lost track of time. He braced an arm against the shower wall and leaned forward, letting the hot water flow over his face as he relaxed. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 21:49:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She stared at the kettle once the light came on and in a almost robotic manner began to make a cup of coffee for Mark as he liked it and a cup of herbal tea for herself. She placed two scoops of honey in the panther cup and the vanilla tea bag. Once the kettle had boiled she filled both cups up almost to the brim and sat down at the kitchen table. <br><br>She stirred the pale yellow liquid steadily with a tea spoon for at least four minutes before she scooped the tea bag out and placed it on the small plate she had in front of her. She could hear the water pumping from the shower above and chewed her bottom lip as the memory of what she and Drew had done up there began to float through her mind. Her body ached pleasurable and each movement reminded her that she was actually female and attractive to someone.<br><br>She stayed down stairs as she waited for Mark to finish in the shower and come back down stairs. Normally she had no qualms in going into the bathroom while he was there but the idea just felt wrong now. She just had to be patient.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 00:41:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark slowly stirred himself from the shower. He got out, towel drying himself down, before slipping into a pair of shorts (no boxers) and shirt. He planned on taking a nap after the coffee to try and sate the hangover he was feeling. Even as he dressed, he could smell the waiting coffee downstairs and quickly made his way down there and into the kitchen.<br><br>"Thanks." He says, taking his mug between both hands and starting to sip from it. It was like an instant relief, washing over him, and he took a few moments to bask in its smell before turning his attention back to his wife-to-be.<br><br>"You look tired, hon." He says, sipping once more from the mug. "I'm really sorry about last night. You know I love you and want to marry you, I've just been really stressed at work. I'm sorry for yelling at you too."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 01:01:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I did not get to sleep very well last night after everything that ..."<br><br>She left the rest unsaid as she watched him speak quietly. The apology seemed sincere and she knew he was stressed but that just did not make it all right again. <br><br>"I know work has been a hassle but I do really need some input from you on this wedding. You just seem happy to let me make all the decisions and all the planning and well....do everything no matter how stressful work is for me at times. You just do not appear..certain of anything."<br><br>She took a small sip of her drink and enjoyed the heat in her mouth. Though the cooling liquid briefly reminded her of Drew. She shook her head slightly to herself as the image faded and she re focused on her fiancee. Who she reminded to herself that she had been doing the cheating not him so who was the least certain of anything?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 01:18:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He shrugs his shoulders at that, downing more of the coffee. Weddings were supposed to be the dream of every girl, weren't they? Wasn't she supposed to be the one who got to make all the decisions? He wasn't about to get into the thick of things with her right now though. Not with the way he was feeling right now. He quickly finishes off the coffee before taking the empty mug over to the sink.<br><br>"Yeah, I guess I never thought about how much pressure you're under too. Weddings certainly aren't easy are they?" He responds, moving over to stand behind her chair, placing his hands on her shoulders before gently massaging them. "We're both wiped out -how about we go upstairs for a nap?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 09:52:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She quickly bit down on her tongue when he made the comment that weddings were not easy. How would he know? He had not spent any time trying to actually prepare one. She managed to hold her comment not wishing to start another argument. As she felt his hands on her shoulders she managed to keep from shaking and smiled to him warmly.<br><br>"Thank you but I have to work early tomorrow and if I nap now I shall struggle to sleep later one this evening. Though enjoy your nap dear. I am going to tidy up things down here, put the washing out to dry and make a start on tea. Is there anything you would like in particular?"<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 18:16:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His hands squeeze her shoulders as she talks. "Take a break, honey." He murmurs, his hand sliding down over the front of her shirt to grope her breast. He had noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra, her perky breasts and nipples standing out against the shirt more then usual. His other hand slides down to do the same to her other breast, rubbing across her nipple through the thin material. "Lets go upstairs and relax for a little." He murmurs, leaning down to kiss the side of her neck, sucking on it gently.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 21:09:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As she felt his hand trail along her top and grasp a breast she shook her head firmly while lifting her own hand and slipping it along his to pull it away from her body. As she did so she slid along the seat and came to her feet. Moving away to put a little bit of a distance between them to prevent his lips touching the side of her neck again.<br><br>"Well I am not in the mood to..relax a little Mark. "<br><br>She held back her tongue and stopped herself from adding that perhaps he would now know how it felt to be turned down and she some how managed to keep the thought from being shown in her eyes.<br><br>"Go and sleep dear. I did to have everything sorted because of work tomorrow. I have a double shift so will not have the time."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 21:22:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shaking his head, a little rage boiled up but he tried to constrain. "Needy one minute, cold the next." He mutters as he turns away from her, shamed from having been shot down so coldly by her. He didn't say anything else, quickly departing to bound up the stairs. Either way, he needed to get to bed.<br><br>Once back in the room, he strips down naked before slipping in under the covers. Sleep is a long time coming though, thoughts of his wife-to-be and what had just happened playing over constantly in his mind. "Fucking bitch.." he murmurs, rolling onto his side before sleep finally caught up with him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 22:32:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She thought she heard him mutter under his breath but she had not quite caught what but it was obvious he was pissed at her for turning him down. She began to make herself busy, putting the washing out, ironing her uniform for the next day. Trying not to think of the man upstairs nor her best friend despite the fact each movement made her pleasingly aching body jar awake with memories. <br><br>She had found it hard to believe that Mark had taken her one refusal of him so harshly when he had been reusing and ignoring her for months or so it at least felt to her. Especially after walking out on her the night before. He seemed to expect that some chocolates and flowers would make it instantly better and that there would be no lasting effect.&nbsp; How worng could he be and how little did he understand her?<br><br>As she was opening the fridge to begin making tea she caught sight of a picture of her and Drew standing arm in arm at a disco night. She stared almost wide eyed at the picture. Was that the Drew she really knew? When did he grow up all so suddenly and why had she not noticed it before?&nbsp; Shaking her head firmly she took out the large baking potatoes, raw chicken strips and some varieties of salad vegetables, tomatoes' cucumber, onion. She slipped the raw chicken onto the grill while the baked potatoes went in the microwave. As she waited for both to cook she began to cut up the raw vegetables. She simply let Mark sleep as much as he wished to and hoped he would not keep her up all night if he could not sleep.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>07-09-2010, 16:05:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark slept soundly for an hour or two before stirring. He instantly felt a lot better as he slowly got out of bed. The shower and sleep had helped settle his stomach and temper his hangover. His stomach growled as he dressed, however, his afternoon munchies starting to get at him. A little good would help absorb the alcohol in his stomach too. A nice hot meal would do, he thought, trudging down the stairs and back into the kitchen. <br><br>The smell of chicken greeted him and he grinned over at her. "Smells like Chicken." He states obviously, sitting back down at his chair. "We don't have any advil do we? I've got a headache."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>07-09-2010, 22:19:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I do not think so but if we do they would be in the upstairs medication bag we have and yes we are having chicken so the smell is a good sign if it smells similar at least to what I am cooking. Also got baked potatoes and salad coming along. Is there anything else you would like?"<br><br>She asked as she moved around the kitchen bringing everything together.<br><br>"Would you like a drink of some kind?"<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>10-09-2010, 22:57:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just an advil and some water." He responds, wincing a little. "My head feels like its about ready to explode." The downside to a night of binge drinking. He hadn't been sure whether or not he had cheated on her but waking up, fully dressed, with out a naked girl in his bed had suggested he had remained faithful. Of course, he had no idea that she had cheated on him nor the extent to which she had. <br><br>"Dinner smells wonderful." He quickly adds, knowing that she was still upset with him. Compliments, he reminded himself, she just wants to hear compliments right now. Save the sit-down talk for later. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Way To Not Warm Up Cold Feet (Eeyore and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>10-09-2010, 23:02:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded her head slightly as she placed both hers and his food on the table and quickly made her way upstairs to check the medication bag. There was only four left so hopefully he felt better before she could buy any more. She quickly returned to the kitchen and got him a glass of water as well as placing the advil on the table next to him. She sat down on the opposite side of the table and began to eat her meal in almost silence. The food though cooked perfectly seemed to clog in her throat as she watched him intently. <br><br>"Do you have any plans for the next week of a evening?"<br><br>
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