Post by Christian Palais on Aug 11, 2008 20:11:59 GMT -5
When : June 24th
Where : Penthouse Home
It was late. both of them, Christian and Tokyo, had been working late. Tokyo had just finished filing some contracts via her new job as head of public relations which friend Danica up to run other Agendas for the company and the circle. His office was dimmly lit. He was at his desk, looking over some project reports when he looked up, her frame half hidden by the shadows of the door frame. She had a look on her face. It was one of those looks. One of those looks that made him set his work aside. She came over to him, her body moving in a way that made his eyes follow each and every one of her steps. She came to him as he half turned his chair. She crawled into his lap, her hands framing her face, her lips parting . She breathed a soft frosty breath along his flesh as she brought her lips to his, kissing deeply, stradling his waist,pushing down lightly. He made a small noise but she ate it up. She pulled at his cloths, her touch was cool, his flesh was hot. Their opposite powers working and mixing together. They did this time and time again. Soon their cloths were scattered about and she had been hefted on to his desk, their bodies smashing together with each thrust, grind,pull and push of the lower parts of their body. Moans, groans, screams of pain and pleasure filled the room for several minutes until finally they collapsed to the floor by the desk, panting, chests heaving, rising and following as their bodys formed tightly together, christian's warm hands stroking her face, her arm, her thigh, pushing close against her, kissing her lips softly.
"I love you Mrs. Palais."
Where : Penthouse Home
It was late. both of them, Christian and Tokyo, had been working late. Tokyo had just finished filing some contracts via her new job as head of public relations which friend Danica up to run other Agendas for the company and the circle. His office was dimmly lit. He was at his desk, looking over some project reports when he looked up, her frame half hidden by the shadows of the door frame. She had a look on her face. It was one of those looks. One of those looks that made him set his work aside. She came over to him, her body moving in a way that made his eyes follow each and every one of her steps. She came to him as he half turned his chair. She crawled into his lap, her hands framing her face, her lips parting . She breathed a soft frosty breath along his flesh as she brought her lips to his, kissing deeply, stradling his waist,pushing down lightly. He made a small noise but she ate it up. She pulled at his cloths, her touch was cool, his flesh was hot. Their opposite powers working and mixing together. They did this time and time again. Soon their cloths were scattered about and she had been hefted on to his desk, their bodies smashing together with each thrust, grind,pull and push of the lower parts of their body. Moans, groans, screams of pain and pleasure filled the room for several minutes until finally they collapsed to the floor by the desk, panting, chests heaving, rising and following as their bodys formed tightly together, christian's warm hands stroking her face, her arm, her thigh, pushing close against her, kissing her lips softly.
"I love you Mrs. Palais."
