huayra Really Really Experienced Joined Jun 24, 2013 Posts 372 Feb 24, 2024 #1 It's been one of those days. Hitting the hay is long overdue. You follow me to the bedroom and lay with me, running your fingertips over my chest. You kiss my lips, and then my neck. I tingle. Suddenly I'm not sleepy anymore...
It's been one of those days. Hitting the hay is long overdue. You follow me to the bedroom and lay with me, running your fingertips over my chest. You kiss my lips, and then my neck. I tingle. Suddenly I'm not sleepy anymore...
