Deja Caramel

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Caramel was delighted that Damaris was going to Paris. They were colleagues, and she advised several of her clients to see Caramel in her wake.

Cara and her worked together often. They were Nyla’s best girls, so when a client wanted a threesome it was a no brainer that they were hired. Those nights were intense and decadent night for Damaris, she came so many times one night she felt like she would combust.

This night, was a thank you for picking up her slack. Damaris invited Cara out for dinner and to stay over in the luxe hotel suite that Jared had gotten for her, so she would not be late for her early morning flight. He was already in Paris—business demanded—so she would meet him there.

Damaris could tell by the way that Cara licked the caramel on her spoon, what was on her mind. She knew as soon as Cara ordered the caramel heavy dessert what was on her mind. Spooning up caramel from Cara’s plate, let Cara know she was definitely up for dessert.

When she invited Cara to stay over with her, didn’t she know exactly why?

Their kisses tasted like caramel. Damaris let her tongue delicately lick a spot of caramel stickiness off of Cara’s chin. Cara slipped her hand under her dress, as she licked that sweet spot from her chin.

Cara’s hand spanned over Damaris’ thigh, and gripped her it with familiarity and longing. Her other hand pulled at her hair, which soothed her. Damaris liked having her hair pulled, and she wanted more, as she licked her lip still sweet with caramel as she craved other sweets…

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