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Welcome to Gesture Valley, a small island located in an unknown water. If you are here you have been caught within the bremuda triangle, and prehaps will never escape this area! Make yourself at home upon this rich area and have your fun with the dramatic teens, the incoherant morons, and the sexual fiends.
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Re: West Side; Eric « Reply #45 on Aug 28, 2006, 4:20pm »
Spheres were revealed as shutters lifted, able to see the slight smirk upon his features, welcoming the drake atop of her, now that they were closer once more. Palm tickled between his blads, nails digging in very slightly, and trailing down the drake's spine, to the end of her reach, before lifting once more to land between his blades. The other palm remained upon his nape, holding the brute's skull close to hers. Crania tilted slightly, dentures momentarily scraping at the bronc's lower lip, before labios returned to his, ribbon entering once more.
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Re: West Side; Eric « Reply #46 on Aug 28, 2006, 4:40pm »
Brows rose upon his visage as as a chill ran down his spinal region, spine arched slightly and then relowered as did his browlines. Shutters came over his orbicals feeling the tender touch of her kissers. Lavios met, ribbon upon her own and down the depths of her maw. One palm laid to her boa's backend, the other slide across her side, over her thigh. A grunt was issued as his lower bulk shuffled to the side, leaving room for his didgets to crawl under her thin attire, placing themselves in her caves. Slowly did his now clenched fist, duo ammounted didgets within her depths, pumped.
Re: West Side; Eric « Reply #47 on Aug 28, 2006, 4:51pm »
The femme's stilts folded slightly, opening up, to be placed outside those of the drake, the rest of her frame still underneath his masculine form. A slight chill ran along her lithe as his palms smoothed over her side, and digits entered once more into her caverns. Pleasure was felt within the essa, and her frame bent, momentarily into hi, before relaxing once more. Palm that had been between his blades tickling along his back once more, slipping under the last peice of cloth that was worn.
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Re: West Side; Eric « Reply #48 on Aug 28, 2006, 4:58pm »
Empire tugged back as dentals gripped his lower labrum, opts flashed to the femmora as a sigh was issued once more, limb continued its motion as if it were normal work. Grin echoed across his rather pale visage, outlines sketched across the black. Torso heaved gently, swiftly. All in time would the male come upon his original quest, the one in which the fem may or may not know of. Lanterns closed once more, attic lowered as ribbon came upon her boa, forcing it to an arched angle. The male sucked gently, kissers curled around her flesh, dentals gripped gently and briefly.
Re: West Side; Eric « Reply #49 on Aug 28, 2006, 5:06pm »
The essa's boa arched backward, skull tilting backward, revealing the tender flesh upon her nape. The femme knew the drake's intentions, yet at the momeny, was unbothered. Hips pulled away from the drake's digits, allowing them to slide out, though momentarily snagging upon the fabric. The palm upon the bronc's nape allowed her digits to dig into the flesh slightly, tilting his skull upward, labios meeting his once more, almost blindly, ribbons making it's entrance through their labrums.
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Re: West Side; Eric « Reply #50 on Aug 28, 2006, 9:46pm »
A soft grunt was issued as the bronc was forced from the femme, ribbon trailed throughout her maw, rolling off upon the side and dragging her atop him. Torso motioned upwards and fell once more repeaditly as chambers filled and emptied themselves without thought.
The drake's thinker could only focus upon the task he wished to be ahead, yet at this rate it seemed unable. A mistake to even bring the vixen to him homble adobe, if that at all. Smirk touched the bronc's pale visage, tugging abck away from her skull but keep the ess atop his spinal laying mass. Opts gazed blankly into her own, palid expression then worn.
Palmers grasped her blades as if to shove her up, promting her upon him. Dentals bit his lower labrum and released in an aimlous act. Attic nodded slightly at his own thinker's work. Is this all we're going to do? Lymns pressed at last.
Re: West Side; Eric « Reply #51 on Aug 29, 2006, 6:45am »
The femme caught the drake's lymns and laughed slightly, doing as the drake's actions bade her. Labios opened, lymns coming forth. I'm not stopping you. The femme's upper limbs were sent behind her, palmers trailing back along the bronc's thighs, ending where they joint to his lower torso. Lined opts were upon thee brute, digits flicking over, between his thighs slightly. The essa watched the drake, a customary smirk upon her features.
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Re: West Side; Eric « Reply #52 on Aug 29, 2006, 8:08am »
Nares exhaled a gust of carbon mix, that of a small huff of laughter. His own devious smirk was returned to the femme yet he remained in place of where he was at. And I'm not stopping you lymns pressed as attic tilted, opts shined upon the essa's didgets and palmer. Swiftly his empire rose to look upon the femme's visage, looking over the attire her bodice no longer helt on the floor, then back to her. Upper torso leaned forward, labrums locked upon her boa's delicate flesh, sucking once more. He drew back, occulis to the crimson blotched skin. He smirked and rose, looking to the femme with a rather palid expression.
Re: West Side; Eric « Reply #53 on Aug 29, 2006, 8:23am »
The femmora allowed a cackle forth at the drake's words. Digits began to drag along the inside of the drake's thigh, coming to the cloth that was held over his treasure. Aww, scared are we? The essa's lymns taunted. Nails scraped gently at the fabric, palmer slid below the cloth, resting upon his flesh, an inch from the bronc's treasure. Palm was removed, digits grasping at the fabric, occullus upon the drake. The essa knew his wish.
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Re: West Side; Eric « Reply #54 on Aug 30, 2006, 8:46am »
Brow quirked once more as the male simply lay again, his spinal to the fabric as lanterns sealed shut. Upper limbs crossed and bent over his chassi, which motioned up and down in breath. A sigh parted his slightly sealed labrums, stilts not clamped together but nearly. He no longer cared for the femme. He wasn't about to play games much longer, or prehaps this was a game all itself.
Re: West Side; Eric « Reply #55 on Aug 30, 2006, 9:08am »
The femme allowed herself to laugh, inwardly at the drake. Poor thing. The essa slid off the drake, slender frame carried to the small window that looked out upon the alley. Upper limbs folded across her chassi, leaning against the window sill. The night was dark, clouds had overtaken the expanse above, that had once been a deep azure. Opts flickered over the area of the alley, before turning back to the drake, boredly. A slight sigh escaped her labios, lungs exhaling deeply, chassi rising and falling with each breath. Occullus adjusted to the dim room once more, finding the drake.
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Re: West Side; Eric « Reply #56 on Sept 2, 2006, 11:48am »
The drake sat upright, spinal pressed upon the wall as orbicals danced about the moon lit room that held the duo hostage. A sigh parted his sealed labrums as stilts lay outward across the matress, Upper limbs crossed over his upward moving chassi, soon falling with the exhale when his chambers could hold no more. Empire turned as visage faced the femme whom stood, saphire voids never left her standing corpse. A brow rose slightly before falling against his pale outlook, the figure of the contessa shown as shadows and moon rays melted across her. Attic nodded, approval of his catch? Prehaps. Yet boredum began to crease his form, edging into his creases. When are you going home? Lyri inquired bluntly, audits awaiting the femme's response.
Re: West Side; Eric « Reply #57 on Sept 2, 2006, 12:11pm »
The essa's blades motioned in a slight shrug, upper limbs raised to stretch above her skull, lids shuttering momentarily, slender frame pulled upwards as the femme stretched, before arms returned to her sides, figure leaning back, against the glass of the window, blades touching it's cold surface, tender flesh chilled at it's touch. Depends, I guess. Lymns eventually came forth, opts studying the drake who sat before her. Partly on you. Silts carried her slender frame back to the bronc, lowering herself easily atop his lap, palms moving down his back, digits tickling. You know, not everything is as easy to get as you think. Palmers slid under the fabric adorning his lower torso.
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Re: West Side; Eric « Reply #58 on Sept 10, 2006, 9:21am »
"Are you really that sure?" Lyri came forth as dentals sunk into the depths of his lower labrum, smirking a bit as it usually occured and shifting to that his spinal region pressed upon the wall. Her palmers were forced to flee, his own placing them upon his blades. His skull nodded "But never did I once say life was easy." A brow rose, watching the femme on. What kind of things splattered the inches of her brainpan for he could configure none at all.
Ivories released, spine shivering in the feel of a coldfront sweeping through an open vent. Brow lowered, relaxing against his visage as chambers heaved their counts. Chassi moved upwards, falling with exhalations from his relaxed nares. He watched on, awaiting on the timeline the vixen's next call.
Re: West Side; Eric « Reply #59 on Sept 11, 2006, 1:48pm »
Palmers dragged obediently to the drakes blades, singular brow raising at his words. Oh? Lymns purred, a slight smirk upon her features, watching the bronc, palms sliding over his shoulders, and onto his chassi. Mildly amused expression was portrayed upon her delicate features, digits tickling their way along his torso. You were thinking it. Digits stroked softly at the broncs flesh, splitting, three curling over his thigh, thumb and second digit sliding down the inside of his thighs, palmers movements symertrical.
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