- Princess_Lucky1731
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Re: Movie night
Anna's pov:
Completely ignoring the waitress I see William bring both hands to my cheeks as he lovingly tells me to let them fall as he'll catch every one of them.
"Yes, love." I whisper as my tears finally begin to flow over my cheeks.
In my heart I really want to wipe his tears but also can't get enough of looking at his beautiful tears as they run over his cheeks.
- Amans lacrimae
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Re: Movie night
Hearing Camilla’s decision, I can’t help a big smile form on my face: “I guess I’ll enjoy your sexy jiggles all the way to the movie theater.”
We take a cab from the beach to the mall, I make sure to pat and squeeze her thighs as we sit on the taxi indulging in the most sensual jiggles in the world.
When we get out of the taxi, I end in the middle, I have Jackson in my arm and Camilla’s hand in my other hand. As we walk through a coffee shop, we both turn to look at it, even though I can still enjoy Camilla’s thighs with my peripheral vision, I say: “We could get a nice coffee and a sandwich or pasty after the movie.” Before Camilla replies, I hear (and see) a teenager between 15 and 17 land a firm pat on Camilla’s quads, just below the hem of her shorts (does Camilla’s muscles resist the firm, unexpected pat the teenage boy gives her without jiggling or do they give in and jiggle with the contact? Does she choose to flex her muscles to try to prevent them from jiggling (with a chance of success or failure), or does she keep them relaxed not caring if they jiggle, maybe even wobble, or resist firmly? Or does she not have time to react?).
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Re: Movie night
William’s POV:
Even though my focus is on Anna’s eyes, I can still see the waitress, who seems so shocked she’s unable to move, when Anna allows her precious tears to fall down her beautiful face unchecked, I can feel my heart rate increasing as I wipe her tears and physiology (maybe psychology as well?) kicks in, causing a more than firm tent) the moment I kiss her aesthetic tears and her artistic streaks off her cheeks with the waitress witnessing, mute and immobile.