my moans indeed drown out the waves but the air is still calm. xxx hd The special need of the other rises up our spines, and so does the white cotton night gown that I wear. (Her)
Instantly I start a figure eight with my hips, eliciting a moan from the depths of my chest. I pull out, not wanting to end the night so soon. The warmth of our bodies pressed together is just enough to be content in the warm summer night, and you kiss me as I play my fingers through your hair. I give my approval of your entrance into my body. Because of the position we have suddenly switched to I can’t do just that. (Him)
A roar rips through the hotel room as your nickname for me, “Bear” is realized. Read 10791 times |
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