She purred involuntarily when he used his thumbs on the pad of her thumb, not realizing how much tension was kept there, and was thrilled as he wrappe... his hands around each finger, and pulled along it gently, making her feel like he was pulling all of the stress right out of her body and into the air.He repeated the process on the other arm, and then moved up to the base of her neck, focusing on the muscles that kept her delicate neck upright all day, and where she kept the majority of her. "Don't worry about it, sis, I think I can handle it, strip away!" O.k.," she said, "you know, you don't have to look, you could just close your eyes and lay in the sun." Don't worry about me, Jen, I don't mind, make yourself comfortable."And so she did. She didn't make a show out of it, but with a girl as beautiful as Jennifer, she didn't have to. Each movement of her graceful figure was like a choreographed ballet, at least to me. And as she pulled the straps off her shoulders, pushed the. Cyneolle jumped down from the top of the cage as Chameleon hauled Eriel into his arms. Ashriel’s hands gripping her around her waist made her look up at him. “Baby, are you hurt?” she asked running her hands up the wet, sinewy strength of his arms. He didn’t have a scratch on him. “I’m fine. Wrap your arms and legs around me.” Behind them, Cyneolle blew an enormous hole in one of the walls, exposing a view of the city in flames. Anniel’s eyes widened when she saw a large transport tumble. Was the rush making up for it? Dana relented with a raised eyebrow. “How much harder?” Matthew thought for a second. “Like… if you were trying to break an ice cube.” What?! Was he serious? Oh my god. His poor balls. Poor babies. “Umm, ok!” Dana actually took a step back to position her body in just the right way. Then she swung.*THUD!*She managed to do it horizontally so that the edge of the spoon delivered equal force to both organs. What a sickening sound. It was a combination of a thud and a.