Sometimes I want it to hurt. Something dark glimmered in your eyes with moonlight washing over warm skin still glistening from early fragrant rainfall, the sheen of a passed summer storm, tremulous hands began to reach out as if touching for the very first time. I could barely read you back then but the signs were alive all around me, the midnight air an invisible sweet mist that
from Lush Stories - latest Sex Stories http://bit.ly/2I2NXzl
0 comments:
Post a Comment