[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Fox River – Cary, IL 
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The nip to her lip causes Cassi to tighten her hands in Nic’s hair briefly before she lets go. His hand isn’t big enough to encompass even one of Cassi’s butt cheeks, but it still excites her that he left his hand there. She runs her hands down his arms, squeezing lightly to indulge herself in actually feeling Nic’s muscles and what he obviously works hard to maintain. She admires someone who looks after themselves, especially when they are so vulnerable to the diseases of the world.

The wind shifts as Cassi’s hands do, trailing up Nic’s arms, following the same path as her hands. The wind then wraps around Nic’s neck before disappearing. Cassi breaks from the kiss to replace the wind with her lips on Nic’s neck.