*As I listen to the relaxing sound I wish you where here, in my bed keeping ourselves warm.
Letting the tropical storm raindrops falling onto the tin roof muffle your moans as I taste every bit of you. I would let you scream and release every ounce of delicious nectar flowing from the rivers between your thighs.
It's a rare delicacy that many dream they could have, my only hope is to be patient and let our will make our desire the truth that will bring us together to satiate our need.*
Jul 22, 2013
Jul 22, 2013 at 5:34 AM UTC
*As I listen to the relaxing sound I wish you where here, in my bed keeping ourselves warm.
Letting the tropical storm raindrops falling onto the tin roof muffle your moans as I taste every bit of you. I would let you scream and release every ounce of delicious nectar flowing from the rivers between your thighs.
It's a rare delicacy that many dream they could have, my only hope is to be patient and let our will make our desire the truth that will bring us together to satiate our need.*
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