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bakerstreet2018-05-14 11:05 pm
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Sexting. It's what's for dinner.

the phone sex +
sexting meme
sexting meme
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I'm not done with you yet.
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Really? Care to elaborate on that? You know, while I wait for you here all by my lonesome?
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Sure. I figured I'd start with a blowjob. Seems fair since you went down on me last time. Something about my mouth wrapped around your cock seems fitting and you know how I usually have zero patience for foreplay.
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[Fuck. He can imagine that so very easily, and of course now it's all he can think of. Trust Jessica to make sure he'll stay put in her apartment.]
Oh yes, I remember that very well. And this does sound like an excellent start. Your mouth around my cock is certainly an image I would not forget in a very long time.
[He really, really hopes the line isn't too long at whichever coffee shop she's at.]
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2: I let you come and swallow every last drop.
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[There's the sudden sound of the door to her apartment opening, Jessica shuffling through with two tall cups of coffee in hand. Hers is already half gone, but she was thoughtful enough to get one for him. Even though she knew he'd prefer tea and she was pretty sure he wasn't interested in drinking coffee at this point.
She set the cups aside, making her way past her office and further inside to her bedroom where she'd left him twenty minutes ago. Jessica had been a bit surprised he spent the night. Or rather, she might have worn him out enough that transporting himself back to the Sanctum was too much of a chore]
There's coffee in the kitchen.
[She slid onto the bed in one fluid movement]
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Mmm, [he simply hums, waiting for her to join him in bed again before cupping the back on her head and pulling her to him for a hungry kiss. Coffee is definitely waiting for later.]
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Remembering her promise, she drew back from the kiss in favor of trailing kisses down the center of his chest, making a swift line towards his cock. She fit her lips around the tip, no playing around with playful licking. Jessica Jones was simply too straightforward, even in bed. Though that certainly didn't mean she couldn't be creative]
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He opens them again, reaching over to card his fingers through her hair, moving them back o he can see her tend to his cock more then anything else. Truthfully, he doesn't want to miss one moment of that.]