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Dance Macabre (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

The dream shifted slightly again, and she felt like he had been doing it for hours, and a wave of need hit het.
 
He moaned lowly and continued, he seemed to have lost his shirt, and had some scratch marks on his back. She seemed to have lost her dress as well, but he showed no signs of stopping.
 
He looked up at her, barely able to see her face over her breasts, and shuddered a bit as he struggled to pull himself back.
 
She made a noise and moved to the couch before looking at him, "What did you want to do...? So I know where to be.."
 
The dream shifted again, and he was eating her out like he needed it to live, and it felt like he'd been at it a while.
 
She didn't really like the skipping, but she didn't mind the new position they were in. He left the garters on her, which she really liked, and she gripped his hair as he ate her out.
 
Her face was dark red, eyes shut as she gripped the arm rest of the couch, one leg hooked over his shoulder while the other dangled lamely in his hand.
 
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