He swallowed the lump in his throat and kissed her shoulder, sliding inside her, her hips pushing up against his, her thighs against his. His lips gr...zed her ear, his forehead resting against hers. His voice came out hoarse as his hips met hers. ‘I’m so sorry.’ She opened her mouth to speak but he stopped her by kissing her gently. ‘I’m so sorry,’ he whispered again, picking up his pace. She held back all the things she wanted to say and chose to keep this moment. Her arms slid across his. " And me, he thought. "More stretch, less chaffing, I hear." I never chaff," Ziva laughed... Part 3-Tony and Ziva had moved to a side room, at the gym- standing by a massage table. Now both topless, admiring each other's toned physique.Tony noticed a faint scar, at the top of Ziva's navel."War wound?" No, an, um, experiment, I had it pierced, in college." Is that the only one you had?" Yes." Can I kiss it?" Ooh, yes."Tony knelt down, holding her hips as he tenderly kissed around her hard abs,. I looked at her for a moment and forgetting the fact we were still on the doorstep I grabbed her and pulled her to me violently and kissed her f***efully pushing my tongue past her lips and swirling it about in her mouth. My hands groped at her beautiful ass and my already hard cock dug in to her body as I held her to me.she pushed her hands down between us and started to fumble at my belt before I thought to myself I had better get her inside. As I looked for the keys she continued undoing my. This sequence continued for a long time, something he'dlost track of, washing off chemicals, applying new ones, painting more ofhis face, putting hair in huge rollers, more painting, more chemicals. Anage later, when he was under a dryer, his toes and fingernails werepainted in a sparkling pink coloured varnish.Finally Marge told him it was time for him to get dressed. He looked invain for his t-shirt and jeans, instead she gave him a delicate nylonpanty to cover himself with and, going round.