I want it. I want to taste him so bad. The heat that seeped out of his clothes onto my finger tips. My body feels like live wire, ready to snap at any given time. But I’ll wait. To be good for him, I’ll wait.
“What did you do last night?”...
I want it. I want to taste him so bad. The heat that seeped out of his clothes onto my finger tips. My body feels like live wire, ready to snap at any given time. But I’ll wait. To be good for him, I’ll wait.
“What did you do last night?”...