Samantha traced her fingers over her locked clit, "how about... I take that."
She reached over and grabbed your key, kissing it while smiling, "and you hold on to this."
She handed you her key, kissing you softly before standing up. She unlinked her necklace and looped the key onto it, letting it sit just below her collarbone, "like it?" She asked.
"Yeah, it's going to remind me every time I look at you..." you reply, feeling your clit ache in its new prison. Samantha smiled, pulling you up to give you a few more kisses.
"That's. The. Point." A kiss punctuated each word, followed by a giggle. You rubbed your own bare neck.
"I don't have a necklace to keep yours on though..." You tell her sadly.
She waves it off, "it's fine, we'll get one later. We'll just leave it here tonight, not like I'm gonna be needing it!"
You both giggle, pulling each other closer, your cages rubbing together, clicking softly. Samantha kisses you deeply, pulling away leaving a string of saliva connecting you, "we shouldn't keep Becca waiting much longer, and I'm really looking forward to partying with you..."
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