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Drusilla stood in the middle of her bedroom, slowly removing her clothes. First her red velvet dress slipped to the floor and she stepped out of it, kicking it aside with the toe of her red suede pump. Her hands gently caressed her breasts through the thin satin bra, then unhooked it and pulled it away from her body, tossing it over her shoulder. Carefully she shimmied out of her matching tap pants, standing on one spike heel after the other to remove them.
Naked except for the shoes, she untied the ribbon from around her hair and shook the long locks free. Placing her hands on her hips, she smiled at her lover on the bed.
"Do you think I'm pretty?" she asked before kneeling on the bed and sliding her naked body across the satin sheets. Reaching for her lover, she began to kiss and suck hard flesh, quickly becoming aroused. One hand caressed her nipples, pulling them into hardness, and she moaned deep in her throat. "I need you inside me."
Quickly Drusilla pulled her lover into her, feeling the powerful thrust from the balls of her feet to the top of her head. Wrapping her arms around her lover, she began to pump her hips, moaning and whimpering as her desire grew. In and out her lover thrust, sending electric jolts of white-hot pleasure through her.
"Oh yes, oh yes, please," she cried, arching her back off the bed and squeezing her legs around her lover as she came, jerking against her lover again and again as bolts of pleasure flooded her.
The spasms slowly subsiding, Drusilla opened her glazed eyes and saw Spike sitting next to her in his wheelchair.
"Um, pet?" he asked. "Since when did Miss Edith have a vibrator for a head?"
End Stupidity