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She went back to kissing him |
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Marco deepened it, his hands still traveling her body. |
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Amy let him do whatever he wanted |
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Marco guided her hands to the back of his neck, surging back to her. |
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She put her hands on the back of his neck and kept her leg wrapped around his waist |
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He faltered slightly, her taking over as he fell behind. Marco settled to the side of her, letting her decide where she would be. |
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She climbed onto of him and kissed him again |
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Marco let her, beaming as he did so before yawning slightly and being met with her lips. He continued on, her powering over him as he groaned lightly. |
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( time skip to after ) she was laying beside him |
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Marco lay with his arm around her, a arm wrapped around her. A smug expression toyed at his face, looking over at her. The man looked back away and nuzzled into her, shutting his eyes. |
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Nighttime Thunderstorms with Hail
