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- Jan 26, 2010
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Liana looked into Thanosâ eyes and gave him a sweet and caring smile. Again, she touched her lips to one of his many scars belonging to the set that told of his terrible secret. After lavishing attention to a few, she pulled back and looked at him once more.
âI love each and every scar you bear, Thanos,â Liana spoke softly as she kissed yet another scar marring his chest. âThey tell so much about you, about the man Iâve come to love with all my heart and soul.â She felt her skin redden as her words passed over her lips. She hoped she didnât sound like a silly fanciful girl because she truly meant what sheâd just said to him. Each and every word.
As Liana gave Thanosâ body the careful and loving attention she knew it deserved, she couldnât help but notice his slight discomfort. He tugged at his pants, shifting himself ever so slightly to give himself the room he needed now that he was almost fully aroused.
Liana blushed a little when she suddenly let her one hand drift downward, making its way toward the seam of Thanosâ pants. Her fingers played with the hem for several moments before she dared to let them slip beneath it. Feeling a bit daring, not to mention curious, she reached her hand further until it finally brushed against his length. Letting out a gasp, her cheeks burning now, she let her fingers wrap around him, gripping him gently as she began to stroke the velvety member ever so slowly.
âI love each and every scar you bear, Thanos,â Liana spoke softly as she kissed yet another scar marring his chest. âThey tell so much about you, about the man Iâve come to love with all my heart and soul.â She felt her skin redden as her words passed over her lips. She hoped she didnât sound like a silly fanciful girl because she truly meant what sheâd just said to him. Each and every word.
As Liana gave Thanosâ body the careful and loving attention she knew it deserved, she couldnât help but notice his slight discomfort. He tugged at his pants, shifting himself ever so slightly to give himself the room he needed now that he was almost fully aroused.
Liana blushed a little when she suddenly let her one hand drift downward, making its way toward the seam of Thanosâ pants. Her fingers played with the hem for several moments before she dared to let them slip beneath it. Feeling a bit daring, not to mention curious, she reached her hand further until it finally brushed against his length. Letting out a gasp, her cheeks burning now, she let her fingers wrap around him, gripping him gently as she began to stroke the velvety member ever so slowly.