My fingers work open the buttons of his shirt and I lose his touch only long enough for his shirt to vanish. As Miles seduces from the stereo, clothing is shed though I never really leave his lap. Only long enough for jeans to be shucked and panties and underwear to be removed.
Phantom Fire
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment