A soft little moaned gasp parted her lips when he forced her chin up. She pressed her ass tighter against him when he brushed his lips against her jaw. And she moved a little more when his grip tightened. Tongue tracing over her upper lip slowly.
"Which is first?" Kytana dared. Part of her just wanted to bend over a little farther right there.
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