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BarrenThin
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Of course, Ridley didn't realize he was doing this... At all. Otherwise, she would've tried harder to watch herself. The last thing she needed was someone figuring her out.
Quietly, she kept kissing his neck, occasionally nipping his skin lightly. Apparently, she wasn't in any rush.
Neither was Jason. He simply shuddered and remained still. Though, even on that small patch of skin she was kissing, there was a multitude of scars.