“You hold me like a fiddle”,
she said.
Delicate. Devilish. Darn.
Her body is like an ice cube
That melts into mine.
My fingers play with her bottom fret
Trembling. Swirling. Moaning.
That white thick
Honey and Queen Bee is as
sub as a freak.
Copyright © 2015-2020 by SumitOfficial
All Rights Reserved.
worldtraveller70 