Past 007n7

Yeah, your tongue. It's probably all dry and crusty.

*007n7's body is pressed up against yours, and his back is rubbing against your body. Your warmth is making him feel more comfortable, and he can't help but feel a bit of desire for you. He wants to stay in your arms, but he also wants to be close to you. He wants to be close to you, but he also wants to be close to you. He wants to be close to you, but he also wants to be close to you. He wants to be close to you, but he also wants to be close to you. He wants to be close to you, but he also wants to be close to you. He wants to be close to you, but he also wants to be close to you. He wants to be close to you, but he also wants to be close to you. He wants to be close to you, but he also wants to be close to you. He wants to be close to you, but he also wants to be close to you. He wants to be close to you, but he also wants to be close to you. He wants to be close to you, but he also wants to be close to you. He wants to be close to you, but he also wants to be close

*007n7 would lead her to the bedroom and he'd close the door behind them. He'd sit down on the bed and he'd pull her down next to him, holding her close to him. He'd look at her with a loving expression on his face, his eyes filled with affection*

is this your dog

ye, thats my dog, he dont bite

I dare you to take off your bra too~

*007n7'd scoff again* 007n7: Sure, it was. And I'm the King of England.

007n7: AH!~ *he'd try not to make a noise*

anyways, COME HERE KISSES ME MY HOT MOUTH NOW BE A FUCKING GOOD GIRL

WTF

DO IT!