He only loves me for my lips. I know it, even if He says different. ⢠Itâs the way He looks at my mouth when I speak, and the hunger when we kiss that has me convinced. He fell in love with my mouth, but not for the intellect conveyed... no, but for the voluptuous beauty and softness on full display.
Enjoy this spooky, sexy fantasy. I hope it doesn't scare you too much! đ¤Just keep an open mind and try to enjoy it! đ 18+ Only Please!
Slide my chair in front of yours, a coffee table in between. My legs stretched out gently brush the side of your pants.
My Sir loves my ass. He trained my ass. Heâs my first and only anal experience, and thatâs how He likes it. Thatâs how I like it too. ⢠Below is a preview of what He plans to do to my ass this weekend. I know because we wrote it together last night. ⢠BONUS VIDEOS. 18+ Only Please. Enjoy! đ
I've read that Tuesday is the day we ladies should bare our breasts for gentlemen's viewing pleasure.
Loving again doesnât surprise me, but loving you, as deeply as I do, has.
We ascended the glass elevator to my hotel room, hand in hand, my pulse racing with excitement. Now it was my turn to set the mood, so I selected some sultry jazz tunes from my phoneâs playlists. Moscow and I sat on the couch and discussed what was about to happen. ⢠Warning: Contains explicit language and graphic sexual references. Only for readers 18+.
Tonight, you werenât fine, and I felt your pain. Tell me. Donât tell. Iâll just stay in my lane. We keep hurting each other. Our unintentional flow. The truth cuts so deep, and we go blow for blow.
We sat on the rooftop with the city lights as our backdrop, devouring those sweet chocolate crĂŞpes and sipping on wine from glasses that Moscow brought up from his apartment.
He kissed her lips lightly, then licked at their fullness. When she kissed him back, a fire ignited and he bit her lower lip.
