Dean's head pushed back against the sheets, mouth open in a gasp as the satin pressed in around him. She was only teasing, but god, it was good, each stroke making Dean harder, stretching the silky material tighter over him. "That's," he managed, "wow. That's a lot. A-already."
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Date: 2009-10-05 01:47 am (UTC)