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'Not good...' — The foreign child weakly stated in her rapted spirit.
Her lower lip, as if with a mind of its own, mischievously tempted her restraint.
Grazing the man's ear as he held her close, her edges flesh felt tickly and heated by the slight touch.
An urge to also nibble on him just as he softly did on her neck disguising it as a kiss, was steering her into a dangerous edge the pure child did not know would feel so alluring.
'... I also want to...' — The woman confessed as his hand climbed higher into her sleeve, feeling the bony end of her shoulder, scared to dip his fingers on it for his strength could lead the affectionate caress into one that could cause harm to her whiteness.
"...ha.aah..." — She meekly exhaled, frustrated at her conscious behaviour.
"...!...ng... Lady, do not tease me..."
Nibble...
