He stood behind me with his lips pressed against my ear and described his tongue to me. I couldn't react knowing someone else was in the room with us, and that's exactly why he did it. He had full control while I had none. "It's fast, too. That's always good." How fast? "Very slick, firm." I bet that feels really good. "I could show you." I want you to show me everything.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
this is the dirty truth.
PoetryAs if rope could bind my wrists together so perfectly, so could this.