She walked over to me and gently moved her lips 'well there was something, i like it dirty, do you think you're ready?' 'sure i am, i want you to do w...atever you wanna do to me, i'm not fussed.' she then planted a kiss on my lips and started to raise her hand up to my face.I slipped my tongue in there after a little while just to get things going, i needed to experiment, that was what being a teenager was about right? i started to get faster thrusting my tongue around hers and gently biting her. Jacob started to feel quite cold.“N-Noah? Are you … facing that lion statue?”“What? Yeah. It’s right in front of me. It’s staring right at me… Kind of creepy.”Jacob looked ahead of him, right into the blank, rubbery eyes of the lion statue before him while Noah did the same. In the shine of those lenses, they both strained and eventually saw their reflections. Neither of them saw themselves. Instead they each saw another black rubber lion statue. No wonder they couldn’t move. Both were fixed in. As the elevator door opened, he allowed me to enter first. I gave him a quick smile and went in. He pressed the 7th floor button and the elevator closed and took off. In the elevator, it was really bright. The lights shined down onto myself and Marc. He was really quiet and he stared at the floor during the ride up. As the elevator landed on the 7th floor and the door opened, he again motioned his hands to let me go out first. He left the elevator after me and walked to the right side to the. "Stop it." Damon growled. His hot breath singed Tristan's cheeks.But Tristan could hear the arousal in his voice, and wouldn't have been able to stop even if his life had depended on it. He drew Damon's head down and took his lios, tongue stabbing deep inside without asking for entry. Silent screams of protest, of fear, ricocheted through his mind, but his body, his flesh, ignored every wailing demand that he stop. His tongue swept into Damon's mouth, a cooling relief against the fiery ache of.