Mark pulls back for a bare moment, long enough to pull his shirt over his head and toss it on the floor, as well as pulling her shirt off of her, and running his hands down her sides. Take me, take me "God, Sara, I can't believe how beautiful you are."
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Date: 2006-07-24 10:15 pm (UTC)Take me, take me
"God, Sara, I can't believe how beautiful you are."