CaptainPeriwinkle
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Apr 1, 2014
Song after song the two danced on the floor and in the midst of flashing lights and bodies everywhere Elias stole precious touch after precious touch from Ivy. He pulled her into him almost immediately on the dance floor, grinding her as the music took over his body. His fun was cut a little short by Ivy dragging him back to the bar, but he was tired. He had pre-funked a little bit before he had come to the bar mixed with the drink he had before making it onto the dance floor, Elias felt quite confident and a little more flirty.
Leaning on her with his arm around her shoulder, Elias laughed. Ordering a set of two tequila shots for them, Elias licked his hand before sprinkling salt on it. Holding the lime in his free hand, he lifted his shot glass to Ivy. "Too having nothing else to do tonight!" He said, clinking his glass to hers before licking his hand and taking the shot. Making a face, he bit down on the lime. The tartness was quite a relief. Elias ordered one more shot, this time of a top shelf tequiila.
"You know, there is a more traditional way to take a shot of tequila." He said, grabbing the single shot and showing it to her. "Back in the 1800s." He said, his hand shifting down her side and pulling her close to him so their faces were nearly touching. "Mexican soldiers would have a fiesta in order to bring them good luck in battle. There was food, tequila, and dancing." He said, trying not to look like he was making up the story as he went along. In truth, Elias knew nothing about traditional customs of Mexican soldiers. "Often times at these parties, the soldiers would take shots like this for good luck. I'll show you." He said twisting his fingers and letting the light shine on the clear liquor.
"Watch close. First, you take the shot." He said, draining the shot in his mouth. Holding it in his mouth, Elias emphatically put the shot glass down upside down. Holding up a number two on his fingers, he turned to her, making eye contact with her for just a moment, he pulled her into him. Their lips pressed together, his tongue pushing into her mouth.
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He could tell what she wanted, and the tone of her voice told him exactly what she wanted. It was torture for them both, but the tension continued to mount between them. His arms moved once more, wrapping his arms around her, pulling her close, his hairy chest rubbing against her smooth and immaculate chest. His long legs and strong frame allowed him to gather his footing along the side of the bed. His grip on her tightened before he swung himself to his feet, holding on to his sister and bringing her with him.
Taking two steps, Riley pressed Addison's back against the cool wall. Leaning in, he kissed her, his hands shifting down to his ass. His hips started to pump his cock into her. He was looking to break that tension between them. His hips fired like pistons, each pump more powerful than the last.
Leaning on her with his arm around her shoulder, Elias laughed. Ordering a set of two tequila shots for them, Elias licked his hand before sprinkling salt on it. Holding the lime in his free hand, he lifted his shot glass to Ivy. "Too having nothing else to do tonight!" He said, clinking his glass to hers before licking his hand and taking the shot. Making a face, he bit down on the lime. The tartness was quite a relief. Elias ordered one more shot, this time of a top shelf tequiila.
"You know, there is a more traditional way to take a shot of tequila." He said, grabbing the single shot and showing it to her. "Back in the 1800s." He said, his hand shifting down her side and pulling her close to him so their faces were nearly touching. "Mexican soldiers would have a fiesta in order to bring them good luck in battle. There was food, tequila, and dancing." He said, trying not to look like he was making up the story as he went along. In truth, Elias knew nothing about traditional customs of Mexican soldiers. "Often times at these parties, the soldiers would take shots like this for good luck. I'll show you." He said twisting his fingers and letting the light shine on the clear liquor.
"Watch close. First, you take the shot." He said, draining the shot in his mouth. Holding it in his mouth, Elias emphatically put the shot glass down upside down. Holding up a number two on his fingers, he turned to her, making eye contact with her for just a moment, he pulled her into him. Their lips pressed together, his tongue pushing into her mouth.
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He could tell what she wanted, and the tone of her voice told him exactly what she wanted. It was torture for them both, but the tension continued to mount between them. His arms moved once more, wrapping his arms around her, pulling her close, his hairy chest rubbing against her smooth and immaculate chest. His long legs and strong frame allowed him to gather his footing along the side of the bed. His grip on her tightened before he swung himself to his feet, holding on to his sister and bringing her with him.
Taking two steps, Riley pressed Addison's back against the cool wall. Leaning in, he kissed her, his hands shifting down to his ass. His hips started to pump his cock into her. He was looking to break that tension between them. His hips fired like pistons, each pump more powerful than the last.