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Post by amandine on Nov 14, 2007 11:39:22 GMT
She bite her bottom lip, in slight pain. "My god," She breathed, and held onto him tightly.
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 14, 2007 11:43:18 GMT
He stopped when he heard his voice immersed in the pain. Looked at the eyes and asked her before continuing. "Are you well? "
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Post by amandine on Nov 14, 2007 11:57:28 GMT
"Y-yes." She said softly, "Keep going." Amandine urged,and moved her lips to his neck.
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 14, 2007 12:07:29 GMT
Alone Beckett did what she asked him.He hugged her and with this hug, trushed in her with depth expressing a small scream of pleasure. He continued trush in her, slowly but with difficulty, he did not want to hurt her , wanted to be gently as possible, but he knew that that one was going to be a little difficult. His excitement was very big and it was not going to be able to stop, the pleasure will go increasing.....
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Post by amandine on Nov 14, 2007 12:11:44 GMT
Amandine let out a moan, "Oh, Cutler," She closed her eyes tightly. Sweat starting to glisten her body.
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 14, 2007 12:16:44 GMT
Prisoners fell down his lips again on theirs. Now it was penetrating it with gentleness, with slowness, his hips were moving to and fro on theirs. One of his hands they took one of his beautiful breasts, pressing it with gentleness. " Tell ...... me .... t .... ". It could not finish the phrase, the pleasure that he was feeling every time was more and more intense.
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Post by amandine on Nov 14, 2007 12:22:31 GMT
Her eyes closed tighter, "T-tell you?" She took in a breath. Starting to move with him.
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
Posts: 750
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 14, 2007 12:27:04 GMT
"Are you fee....feel..... oh, god, you ....you are......too sweet....Are you.....feel p-ain?". Asked her without stopping in his thrusts , feeling like his body began to answer along with his.
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Post by amandine on Nov 14, 2007 15:14:46 GMT
"N-No..." She whispered, and scraped her hands down his bare back.
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In the last throw of passion, Amandine screamed out. She fell limp. Her breathing ragged. Small, delicate hands rested lightly on Beckett's back. She was spent.
[[ OOC: I skipped for a less chance of us getting in trouble, I hope you don't mind. ]]
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
Posts: 750
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 14, 2007 21:00:19 GMT
Cutler Beckett could not suppress the delight, the pleasure that spread over all his body, the climax that it did that his last thrust was more strong and more intense. It began to pant, closed the eyes, embraced with more force Amandine when he was feeling as his seed was introducing in her mixed with the pleasure. His body fell down completely on Amandine, and his face hid in his neck, his groans and panting did not end even they were continuing while realizing the last thrust in his interior.
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