With the slightest pressure I pressed the tip of my tongue between his lips and he readily greeted it with his own as he pulled me closer with his hand gripping the back of my head
. As he continued his hands along my curves I breathed heavily into his ear for a moment and took his lobe in my lips for a moment before I began nibbling ever so softly on it.
. My confusion crescendos when mum asks me if I’m feeling sick. And the life that I've lived, as content as it should have been, was simply not enough to satisfy me
With the slightest pressure I pressed the tip of my tongue between his lips and he readily greeted it with his own as he pulled me closer with his hand gripping the back of my head
. As he continued his hands along my curves I breathed heavily into his ear for a moment and took his lobe in my lips for a moment before I began nibbling ever so softly on it.
. My confusion crescendos when mum asks me if I’m feeling sick. And the life that I've lived, as content as it should have been, was simply not enough to satisfy me
With the slightest pressure I pressed the tip of my tongue between his lips and he readily greeted it with his own as he pulled me closer with his hand gripping the back of my head
. As he continued his hands along my curves I breathed heavily into his ear for a moment and took his lobe in my lips for a moment before I began nibbling ever so softly on it.
. My confusion crescendos when mum asks me if I’m feeling sick. And the life that I've lived, as content as it should have been, was simply not enough to satisfy me
