My heart felt expanded, opening Will you kiss me? he asked gently I moved my mouth down between his legs and I kissed softly, leisurely. And then I sat up. I ran my hands over his thighs, his belly, his cock. As slowly as I wanted. Noticing the silkiness of his skin, various moles, the shape of his body. Appreciating.
“I’m moody,” I whined. “I don’t want to be touched. I feel annoyed at everything.” “You haven’t been well-fucked in like a week,” he said. He had been sick. I had been stressing about work. He said, “Yeah. I want to tie you up and fuck you.” My body lit up, not even by choice. Yes, she