Debbie began rubbing Chi's stomach in circular motions. And then zig zags and crisscrosses. And up to the tips of her breasts. And gave it some tickles, finessing it softly and smoothly. And as she was doing that, Debbie extended her head over to Chi's neck and started painting it with her tongue. Her neck being the canvas, her grip being the frame and whatever emptied from Debbie was the colors of paint. ''I told you, you would like it. And that it was an offer you wouldn't want to refuse.'' ''Your whole body is my drawing board,'' Debbie then said. ''Ah, Debbie. I felt a light sting. And it feels good.'' Debbie had slightly bitten Chi's neck and a small fraction of blood had dripped out. And Debbie drank it with tender licks. And sucked up the remaining creating a hickey on Chi's neck along with a few decorative stripes... - Joshua Aaron Guillory (DCJG 7 of 11)