Joan moans softly as he kisses her neck, her eyes drifting closed. She tilts her head a little, to give him more access to her neck. Meanwhile she tugs on his shirt, untucking it a little from his waistband, and slips her hand underneath to touch the bare skin of his side.
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Joan moans softly as he kisses her neck, her eyes drifting closed. She tilts her head a little, to give him more access to her neck. Meanwhile she tugs on his shirt, untucking it a little from his waistband, and slips her hand underneath to touch the bare skin of his side.