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Subject: {ASSM} [FSF] Whoms by Lord Malinov
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Whoms
by Lord Malinov
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~~~
Pulling the long coat from her shoulders, Sky revealed herself.
Blouse and pants covered her from neckline to pump, covering without
shrouding, a black diaphanous cloth that embellished her lovely form
with sultry, shadowy enticements. I took a sip of gin, spilling
splashes of chilled liquid over my hand, my powers of concentration
disrupted by Sky's provocative display. Dark nipples lifted the faint
material above the supple curve of her full breasts. A stranger
bumped me from behind.
"Excuse me," the stranger said.
"Excuse me," I echoed mechanically, still lost, fixated on Sky's
luscious revelations. Turning to lay her coat over the arm of a thick
black chair, Sky turned her back to me and bent slightly. The dark
veil clung to the round flesh of her otherwise naked bottom, tempting
me to imagine my hands clutching the soft hills. My tongue pushed
forward, thickly licking my upper lip, imagining the valley it might
trace.
"Let's dance," Sky said, speaking to our gang. I stole a glimpse of
her muff, gentle curls peeping from within the shadows.
"Let's do it," I said, falling in step behind Cats as she moved behind
Sky.
"Let's do what?" Cats said with a mischevious grin. "You want to do
whom?"
"You know whom." Laughing, Cats dashed to join Sky on the floor,
flipping her short skirt up to bare her cute little ass. "Whoms."
~~~
Whoms
by Lord Malinov
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