I rose out of my splits. Without Roman there to watch me, it felt silly to remain that way - like I was doing stretches in the skimpiest pair of panties I could find.
I took the white robe and slid into it. I knew Roman was tall, at least six...
I rose out of my splits. Without Roman there to watch me, it felt silly to remain that way - like I was doing stretches in the skimpiest pair of panties I could find.
I took the white robe and slid into it. I knew Roman was tall, at least six...