Oh, the things I say as my lips barely brush against your ear spedrucker. Now… Imagine where the rest of me is, when I’m whispering my wishes and whimpering on your lobe. Nibbling at your ear, as I’m moaning my song and
tags: hptals, my writing, the things I say, spedrucker
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