[Buzzkill? What buzzkill? Jinx seems perfectly fine keeping up her sex drive with the topic at hand. Speaking of hands, she likes his right where they are. Hers go to his shirt. Slowly, she rips the buttons off, one by one.]
We've got until February to build that tower. [She rolls her eyes.] God, I hate February. [Then she dives in for a kiss that's more tongue than anything.]
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[Buzzkill? What buzzkill? Jinx seems perfectly fine keeping up her sex drive with the topic at hand. Speaking of hands, she likes his right where they are. Hers go to his shirt. Slowly, she rips the buttons off, one by one.]
We've got until February to build that tower. [She rolls her eyes.] God, I hate February. [Then she dives in for a kiss that's more tongue than anything.]