Her hands eased him gently back away from her and she stood up. She looked down at him wordlessly, watching as he got up off the sofa. Once he was in front of her they embraced each other, pressing their bodies tightly against each other as they kissed. Ending the kiss, Ellen stepped back, one hand on the side of his face. She slowly let it slid down to his neck finally dropping away. Neither had said a word, the silence would continue. Turning, she started to walk slowly to the bedroom glancing once over her shoulder to be sure he was following her. She wanted to see if he would come uninvited, she was hoping, actually. He didn’t disappoint her.Once in the bedroom, she closed the drapes and shut the door. She didn’t turn on the lights, she wanted it dark. It wasn’t because she had any qualms about nudity, either being seen or seeing him, she intended for it to be a purely tactile experience; wishing to feel it rather than see it. She wasn’t sure why, but she knew that’s how she. Nach unz?hligen H?hepunkten kam ich dann langsamvon meinem sensitiven Wahrnehmen herunter und konnte mich auch mentallangsam auf das Wesentliche meiner Aufgabe beschr?nken: Ich kleideteeinfach die Beine Octavias, schm?ckte sie mit meinem seidigen Schimmerund hielt sogar den einen oder anderen kalten Luftzug von der HautOctavias fern. So verfolgte ich trotz faltenloser Dehnung relativentspannt den Weg, den die klickenden Heels, zwischen denen und ihrenF?ssen ich eingeklemmt war, abschritten. Mein physisches Bewusstseinsuggerierte mir, dass meine H?nde und meine F?sse gleichzeitig OctaviasF?sse umschlossen, meine Arme und Beine gleichzeitig ihre Beine - Alsob mein Oberk?rper bei der Verwandlung in den Unterk?rper gefallenw?re. Dabei war mein Gesicht offenbar im Schritt h?ngengeblieben undmeine H?nde beidseits bis in die hohlen F?sse gesunken um dann zudiesem feinmaschigen Etwas zu verschmelzen, wie alles andere von mirauch. Ich sp?rte Hitze in Ihrem Schritt und ich schmeckte.
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