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Green Giggling Wind
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"Relax, and leave this all in my hands. Just for now, entrust your self to me..."
Dungeoneer nods again. Mary closes the distance between them and kisses her. It's a very gentle kiss, and Dungeoneer is simply frozen. So, she plants another. And then another. By the third kiss, Dungeoneer is more relaxed and leans in, just a bit.
Mary decides to take things slow, her hands running along the woman's sides as they continue to share those small kisses. The DM's hands go to the woman's bowtie and undo it. The silky black cloth hangs down and frames Mary's hands as she unbuttons her top.
Her fingers are pretty deft, experience guiding her more than sight. The top is undone and hangs loosely against the constructs skin. She's still not doing anything back to Mary, but the DM expected this by now. With a swift motion, the top of Dungeoneer's pants are undone.
Mary traces her hand down from the woman's nearly bare chest, past her stomach. The tip of her finger barely goes to the hem of Dungeoneer's panties.
She then suddenly feels Dungeoneer tense up and make a startled moaning sort of noise.
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