Her warm breath and cool fingertips
moved like fine silk across my skin.
Leaving in the wake of the journey
ripples of pleasure and satisfaction.
mkt
Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 7:52 AM UTC
Her warm breath and cool fingertips
moved like fine silk across my skin.
Leaving in the wake of the journey
ripples of pleasure and satisfaction.
mkt
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