[ Okay, he can be more poetic! Or... sexy. Or something. Right now, under these circumstances, it's not likely he can say something profound, but he inhales deeply of her scent and he slides his hands along her collarbone, her shoulders, down her arms and squeezes here and there, curling in on himself as he begins to rock his hips a little bit more into her mouth.
Fuck she's so hot. Or maybe he's just...
Smitten with everything right now. ]
I can't wait for when I can do this daily... Or maybe we should fuck daily.
I think PMs are failing for the sake of discussing doing other stuff if we wanted
Fuck she's so hot. Or maybe he's just...
Smitten with everything right now. ]
I can't wait for when I can do this daily... Or maybe we should fuck daily.